
Shake the hands,
Be the spree,
Let the mojo fly,
Let the time be back and
All will be well.
Shake the hands,
Rock the chair,
See the trees,
With an excellent mind.
Shake the hands,
With gusto and love,
For we shall win without any fear.
Adios!

Shake the hands,
Be the spree,
Let the mojo fly,
Let the time be back and
All will be well.
Shake the hands,
Rock the chair,
See the trees,
With an excellent mind.
Shake the hands,
With gusto and love,
For we shall win without any fear.
Adios!

Granted is love,
Granted is food.
Granted is serenity,
Granted is truth.
Granted are lies,
Granted are many things
And out of everything,
We are what we couldn’t have been.
Adios!

Happiness in time,
Is like a treasure in beautifully grown vine.
To be happy,
To be thoughtful,
Happiness is the virtue which will ever make the roads upon which the walks shall be green and wonderful.
Happiness in time,
Is the light we seek yet that’s what we have been missing.
Adios!

A leaf says to me,
‘I am green,
I am new.
I am free in the air,
With spirits anewed.
I am fresh,
I am wealthy,
I am true and I am happy.
I am flying with my thoughts,
To let the kingdom be mine.
I am the leaf known to all,
Who resides in every plant and tree ever known to mankind.”
Adios!

The golden man,
In a old train,
Wore a ring for his new venture.
He believed it to be lucky.
Well he did get two weeks time off to be with his newly born grandson.
Many had been denied leave due to tight conditions but he considered his leave being sanctioned as grace of God.
While visiting his grandson he thought himself as the luckiest man on earth and thus nicknamed himself as the “Golden Man.”
Adios!