friends and other mirages found in the desert. in Conversation

First of all I see my friend (II) finally took off his dress and proclaimed a sex, you confusing bastard. Enough said there.

Well I have proclaimed to be a poet, a humorist and a writer of prose so maybe it behooves me to actually do at least one of those things.

If there is one thing I shall always have friends
imaginary yes, but here til the end.

They travel so well and never complain
whether moving by car, a boat or a train

There comfy to sleep with and don’t hog the bed
the sex disappointing, no surprise as their dead

They quietly listen, but have not much to say
but wherever you go, with you they will stay.

my imaginary friends they live in my head
but I should probably find at least one that’s not dead.

We are looking at our first snow of the year. Yes this means it is time to blind the neighbors with colored blinking lights. Damn I love flashing obnoxious ornate crap. Fireworks in the summer and funky lights in the winter. Change out my outdoor lights to red and green.... even if I get some gentleman come knocking hoping for a house of ill repute.... :-o