
Then I recalled her kind smile/
and how she wears hats.
More pink roses with/
no one to send them to, but/
looking makes me smile.
Who knew the joy that/
finishing an overdue/
expense sheet could bring!?!
If “Man is that he/
might have joy”, why don’t Utah/
men look real happy?
This old man, he played/
songs and danced, topless, down the/
freeway. What’d you do?
I think I want a/
girl who won’t change my clothes, my/
jokes, my joy-core me.
How much would joy be/
increased if women said what/
they meant, and men heard?
Please feel no pressure. /
Just know how you radiate/
tranquil peace and joy.