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The double deception


 
They were on a cruise to the West Indies ,
They met on their very first day at sea,
He was completely enchanted with her beauty,
She was impressed with his personality.
 
He told her he was the Managing Director of a company,
With factories in England and the USA ,
The company was successful and still expanding,
She was most impressed by what he had to say.
 
She said she was a Personal Assistant,
Her boss was a financial expert well known in the city,
She couldn’t give him any more information because it was confidential,
All he could say was that “this was a pity.”
 
During the cruise their friendship continued to blossom,
Enjoying their company together and the wonderful weather,
They invited the ship’s Captain to perform a wedding,
For they had realised they wished to spend their lives together.
 
When they arrived home he said “There’s something I must tell you,
In fact what I am about to say is a confession,
I am not the Managing Director of a successful company,
Teaching people to play golf is my profession.”
 
He said “I hope you are not too disappointed,
I realise now that the deception was underhand,
But I was so taken by your beauty I wanted to impress you,
I do hope you will try to understand.”
 
“Well,” she said.  “I too have not been quite honest,
What I have told you was not exactly true,
There is something about me that you should know,
I misrepresented myself hoping I could impress you.”
 
“I am not a PA to a financial expert, I am a hooker,
I hope that does not fill you with fright.”
“Oh no,” he said.  “The problem is how you are holding your golf clubs,
A few lessons from me will quickly put that right.  ” 
Ron Martin

Your Love

Bayt Al-Andalus

Lovebirds

When I am with you, we stay up all night.
When you’re not here, I can’t go to sleep.
Praise God for those two insomnias!
And the difference between them.

Maulana Rumi

I hope you’re a free spirit. My soul has grown to be at ease in shackles. I’ve learned to make do with my cell as my playground. The length of my cage is enough world for me to explore. But I hope you’re a free spirit. I hope you run down endless paths and careen around the corners of the Earth, the vast corridors of the universe being merely the edge of your sandbox. I hope you dream big dreams, and wish grand wishes. I don’t dream like I once did; I can only imagine what I can fathom.

You can show me the world with a different set of eyes. Yours would be radiant, brimming with the…

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FIREDANCE

spilling some

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Savagely,

I can dance around a fire.

If the spirits take notice,

If they’re drawn by this sight,

As  we   might  be

lured by the light

of dead stars,  already,

If the spirits take notice of

Me  at the blaze;

My body and face,

(Not at all faking

What I choose  to let loose)

Shiny, and shaking  away my disease,

Let said spirits kindly

sign off on release.

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All art is a struggle to be, in a particular sort of way, virtuous.

Iris Murdoch JULY 15,1919–FEB 8,1999  REST IN PEACE

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