Hey!
You!
Get off
my damn foot,
or I'll stick your shoe
where sunshine doesn't shine much, mate.
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Hey!
You!
Get off
my damn foot,
or I'll stick your shoe
where sunshine doesn't shine much, mate.
Now
bends
sunrise,
singing here
cracks and whistle call
daylight through the branches, blackbird
they
have
us and
call it we
but I have only
me and others no one can see
Blythe
cloud
bluebird
crescendo
song trembles on wing
with my love, weave a green-gold day
a
large
crimson
rose petal
fell fast down earthwards
into the glistening river.
Dream
a
little
dream of me,
sang the Mamas and
Papas: hopefully, not nightmares.
In
this
silence
nothing is
nothing was and will
never be what you were thinking.
No
Stop
Please don't
The thing is
I can't, it's just that
My feet are extremely ticklish.
I like how these all sound aloud. It's pretty.
You
say
sorry
like it means
something, well let me
tell you...see the door? Go through it.
Give
me
something,
anything
except the turn of
your head turning away from me.
Aaah!
Urggh!
Not again!
More nappies!
Hey, it's your turn now
I changed them before, didn't I?
here
there
upwards
and downwards
we look, but no one
seems to know where we are going.
look!
there!
only
my friend John
would tag the wall with
'She walks in beauty like the night...'
words
roll
swiftly
off the tongue
so lucid a thought
to bad no one`s around to hear
What?
Yeah,
I suck.
I just can't think of -
Oh wait, I'm already finished.
EDIT: OH NO - I missed the fourth line! The flow is ruiiined!!!
What?
Yeah,
I suck.
I messed up.
I just can't think of-
Oh wait, I'm already finished.