Sunday, September 18, 2022


 I gots to gets this off my chest 

My nakee is permanent 

Not just my Sunday best 

Years ago before 

I adopted my peeps 

I plucked 

follicles too damaged to grow

Now nakee I stuck 

But mommy and daddy always see

That I as handsome as can be

My nakee birthday suits us


P.s. This feather together 

We play 

I molted not plucked it 

The other day 

So do not judge 

Before you have facts

Or I will biteses you 

That is that ❤️🪶🦜😀🦖

Magic Mikey little green overlord

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greetings! i have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga...waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. sketching, watercolor painting,poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance.