I Am Running Out of Candies

THE HOLIDAY SEASON Here again comes the holiday season.
Last year's lights are not out of fashion.
I only miss the flowers and leaves I buried with lugubrious sensation.
Maybe the holiday season was invented to wash away the frustrations.
So let's grow the joy with extra motivation.
Let's share the joy with no reservation.
Next year won't be this year's duplication.
There will be new flowers, new leaves, new regenerations;
And a new cycle leading to another new holiday season.
MY FEET WANT TO GO TO LAS VEGAS Why it is so hard to go to sleep?
Isn't it just as easy as counting to three?
My eyes say "I feel lonely when I cannot see".
My brain says "Hum a song so everybody knows they are where they should be."
My mouth says "How about this one called 'Lemon Tree'?"
My ears say "Wait till it makes me have to pee."
My nose says "Why there is something in me and I cannot breathe?"
My hand is reaching,
"Looks like there is some booger I am coming to seize "
My feet,
As always,
Yell,
"I want to go to Las Vegas, even if I have to cross the sea "