One Lucky Soul: Rebirth

Always pushing that envelope
Petting that antelope
Yourself you can’t elope
Crazy, they then said
Maybe, shining a little light hope
A slippery slope

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High on life like the meanest dope
O’ what way to cope
Lettuce then cantaloupe
Daisy, let’s lie in bed
To digest the full scope
Away from the grouchy mope

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Gotta grope the soap
Then rope the hope
Forget about the pope
Luv, are you alive or dead?
There is someone in my head
Busted rhyme, Nope! — just a wicked trope

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No stethoscope
No microscope
When taking the elixir in the clinic, Kope
Of a yellow submarine, not even a periscope
But it was all in kaleidoscope, he then said
One playful dream circling a loop of a giant gyroscope.

— The Muses, Sirens, Nymphs, and Mermaids came unto me with inspiration while taking this otherworldly Mediterranean scenery in. The only decent thing to do was to return the favour.

*Impromptu video caught by an artistic eye
while drumming alone on the Mediterranean beach on the North Coast

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