THE OWL AND FUNNY BUNNY

I've just landed on my feet, and I still feel, a bit,  all at sea,

'I Just Can't Believe It! Can You?'  by  Trish

Imagine me turning around like this, from where I used to be.
And yet, strangely it's quite a bit, very much the same.
I'm still the person I used to be, and I still have the same name.

Ah, but there's the rub, the trick, the key to it all,
if we're called, and we answer, we are thrown to the winds, then back to shore.

and as  the waves carry us safely, home to our rightful place,
we leave the mask behind, feel the sun, the rain, moonlight, upon,  our pale ever grateful face.

Tushie

'Familiar Surroundings'  by  Trish

 FUNNY BUNNY'S VIEW OF IT
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I simply would not go, I've my health to think of you know.
And as for the sea, it was not and never will be, for me.
All that weird business, of voices calling to one in the night,
if one had called for me, I would  have got a heck of a fright.

Live and let live, is my motto, unto each his own,
let those who wish it, wander, away from kindred and home.
Let those who need to, do it, go forth, into battle drawn,
set sail into nowhere, but not me, I'm content where I've been  born.

I know I have my problems, they can come to me in the night,
but I'm used to having them, I'm familiar, even at home with my  fright.
But calling me to travel, into uncharted lands, all completely wild,
to heed a call like that, I'd need to be mad, or at least, a lost child.
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