Funkangeles

A World O Funk…. Damn-it! where is my band?

Survival…a Poem

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Hello, hey, all is well, 
I’ve been seen by a doctor today. I’m fit as hell. 
I’m so right and so frighteningly tight.
matches come to me just to get a light.

But theres is one problem as he explained.
Son you have water on the knee…
things for you, may change

Shoot break out the loopy straws 
That means money to me. 
As old and decrypted as i may seem 
My body still is
A manufacturing Machine….. 

So come sparkletts, Aqua vida or Perrier delights 
I’ve got water on the knee. 
Selling, 
price just right.. 

(who wants a pixy stix to go with that)
Funkangeles

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Author: Funkangeles

Finding myself one story at time..and... Really, where are you? My Band.. Musically inclined to encourage humans and non humans, to enjoy themselves...

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