Zone Two: Fantesy
i can not shut
i have been looking
for a job
allow me to talk naturally and keep
my natural relaxed nature...around and while
i am making my path and clearing my way...
the only job
is to be,
pretend to be,
happy to be,
my ''pleasure! '' to be,
fed up to be,
a poet of all time....
stand up comedy?
serious theater main actor,
creative one actor theater,
funny woman man show or play? ?
i figured out,
that the best job
i can, desire, want and fight for
is simply to talk and
please the listener or the listeners
-girls and boys and in between-
while money poor from the sky.....because i am good at that
and i do not fear competition...and I am going global too! !
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