When I go to sleep
with Migraine gripping the
left side of my brain,
I fight giants
ride dirt bikes
Jump off from cliffs
and forget opening Parachutes.
I shoot James Bond.
Battle humanoids.
Fly futuristic spaceships and
warp in to a distant galaxy.
My paintings adorn Louvre
and I ski down from the
Pyramid of Khusu.
I dance with Michael Jackson
and steal diamonds from
the British Museum.
I have men waiting outside my
office with a box
containing Nuclear Launch Codes
strapped to their wrist.
The Police forces of 11 countries are
after me.
I travel back in time
and resist Alexanders’ Invasion.
I made the continents drift apart
after breaking them into pieces
with an axe.
I travel forward in time
and….
Damn!
Who’s that knocking on the door?
- Manu
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