not unlike a dream.
Bend it Korbut-like, lest you tumble to the floor: life's a balance beam.
Olga dares to dream.
Curds' casein (sans whey), Cornish cows' milk, cottage cheese: life apes clotted cream...
just like in my dream.
Don't be so quick to abandon rivertown shacks: life is hard downstream...
so unlike my dream.
Ever been to Mars…? It's not unlike living here: life -- in the extreme.
(Careful what you dream.)
For Pete's sake, fellas! You've been caution’d: never spin! Life's not foosball, team!
(Much more like a dream.)
"Gracias, Fidel! Hasta pronto, Uncle Sam!" Life's el Golfo's stream.
(Leave: go live your dream.)
Half-lives of sherries are measur’d in months, not years…Harvey's Bristol Cream:
good for life…? You dream!
I love Haagen-Dazs, Ben & Jerry's and Edy's: life's like good ice cream.
(Care to share my dream…?)
Just Google him, man! It's just inconceivable (life without Joaquim).
(Oo-oo-oo...I doo meese heem.)
"Keep the 'Alcindor'…?" "Nope! Try out 'Abdul-Jabbar.'" (Life with
a defender's nightmare.
Long…? Nope! Focuss’d…? Nope! Amplifiable…? No way! Life's no laser beam:
life is, Bud, a dream.
Memento mori...just in case death's slipp’d your mind: life as metameme --
not just in a dream.
Never saw The Card; never saw The Seventh Sin: life per Ronald Neame.
(How that man could dream!)
Oscar Wilde was right: bad verse springs from true feeling. Life's odd, don't you deem…?
(O thought so, 'twould seem.)
Promptitude's a must; wait not for Nones to kick off: life begins at Prime;
later, you can dream.
Quiet flows the Don (though not when rowing upstream): life's a quinquereme.
(Please: abort this dream!)
Riots in the streets; you're a cinch to your head. Life, in old regimes,
guillotines one’s dreams.
Somebody told me, "Wetter shaves are better shaves." Life, like shaving cream,
lubricates my dream.
Throw...row...tow your boat: get through any way you can. Life's this poem's theme...
albeit a dream.
Under the boardwalk, or on top of the boardwalk: life's severe upstream.
(Nothing but a dream.)
Vice-consul father; actress mom; at least four wives: Life with M. Vadim...?
Nightmare vs dream.
Where's that guy who said, "Life's just a bowl of cherries"…? Life's just sour’d whipp'd cream!
(Thank god it's a dream.)
X-rated sound track: you're the Grammy nominee. Life's the next Xan's Theme.
(Who can't hear you scream…?)
Yellow, violet, black 'n' blue and black...and blue: life's your color scheme.
(But then: it's your dream.)
Zero chance in ten of beating Mr. Death. Still...life's the zone supreme:
Who cares it's a dream…?!
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