Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant coffee, to the comfort of unemployment and humility of empty sugar dishes, to absinthe and innocence-eyed cougars, to landlord notices, to music, to cold nights and warm bodies, to contraceptives and missed periods… and to the good life, whatever it is and wherever finds you, to sighs of missed calls, to serenity of nature and positive vibrations it brings with it…
Let’s toast to pretty faces and big asses,to supple lips and seductive eyes, to smitten pastors and falling bibles…to rumbling stomachs and naked tissue rolls, to missing left socks and stripped bible pages, to blocked drainages and grey water, to missing family members, to absences found in presence of nagging wives, to weed and chimney noses, to thirst for righteousness and magnetism of pornography, to failed attempts and soiled hopes, to bodies torn after deities’ duel, to life in fullness; what you consider it to be!
Thank You, God for simplifying life
Thank you God for a chance to right my wrongs
Thank you God for Nesta or Isabella
Youtube, Thank you for another euphoric sound escape!
Cheers!
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Clink!
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Cheers!
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Clink
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😂😂cheers mate
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This put me in mind of a Rupert Brooke poem, The Great Lover (particularly the middle section of that poem). Cheers!
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Cheers…I think you should send me a link to that poem
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https://m.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/great-lover
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Lemme check it out
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I’ll drink to that.
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Thanks Jay…Cognag for you
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Mm very provocative. I like it. Cheers 🍷
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Thanks for the read
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Let’s toast to the future.
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To hope in every rising sun and nostalgia on the horizon as it goes to sleep
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