Virgo Born

Virgo born,

I always love detailed work.

Call me a big squirt,

Long ago,

Until today.

This is my way

Of saying

That

I am so honest to an extent.

It becomes relentless.

I am outspoken,

To then become broken

Hurt this big squirt,

To say the incorrect word

That I deliberately misspoke,

Twisted in time,

Twisted with I decline,

You misunderstood me

So, let it be

It is difficult being in your face,

What a disgrace

To meet with acceptance,

Of we are all part of circumstance

Of our past, present, and future

But folks do not live in the past

Even though I might mention I was born in 1949

So, bring my lollipop and ice cream cookies to lunch

To be so having your panties in a bunch.

To say sorry so blind

I was with detail of life

So, no strife

I told you how I am happy

To be happy everyday

As I am living in lollipop land

So bland

No issues

No tissues

No cry

No problems

My life is a fairy tale

Of goblins

Who bring me money

To say hello

Lollipop,

Holler

To the high hills

No bills

No anxiety

No thrills

Living in lollipop land

So bland

Unicorns and fairy tales

Of dolphins and whales

No problem

No issues

Then why do I have tissues

To cry my eyes out

On the spot

I care a lot

But one wrong adjective

As unkind remark

To start my PTSD

A spark

To lie

My life is lollipop and unicorns

With big horn

To blow in tune

With booms

Of no issues

No tissues

Lollipop

Buttercup

What is up?

Oh, nothing but just a lollipop

Beam me up

To no issues

No money issues

Just dancing with the cookie and buttercup tissues

Of time and space

No disgrace

I live in lollipop land

So bland

So happy

So carefree

Forget about me

No issues

But I have a tissue

To dry my tears

This year

But remember I live in lollipop land

To your character of chance

No romance

Just hopping on the yellow brick road

To my surprise it’s only a toad

Living in lollipop land

In a fairy tale can

Of dreams

It seems

Only to certain peeps

I will be in my land of no creeps

Just unicorns, lollipops, and cookies

To feed the toads and the bookies

Of no crime

No crimes

Just lollipop land

As I lay in the sand

To dream

Of a future so kind

No issues

But bring my tissues

I do cry

I do sigh

I do feel

I am a realist person

Not to be real as lurking

Around so blind

On time

To be a lollipop in a land

So tame

No blame

I apologize for my adjective

So live

Always happy

To give lollipop out

To shelter the world, not pout

Not shout

Just be a unicorn

Born

Into a lollipop land

Bee Bop

To the top!

Written by

Vicki Lawana Trusselli

Created out of my brain of dreams

into prompts for what I visualized.

I edited the video and music on my laptop.

I wrote this in Word from memories of dreams.

FOR FUN!