Tickle, Tickle the eyes cannot believe
Frosting on the cake is indeed the sweet melody that defies
the eye
Snap goes a thought that infuriates the senses of a granted
created marvel
Sneaking through the night is a horror of the sight
Granted indeed is a moronic thought that they cannot
perceive that life is indeed a changeling in a phase of kaledeiscopes
Swish, swish the move is amazing of the creation of all who
felled and struggled upright with God’s dignity
We appear we appear as specter of oppression with stolen
thoughts that betray the incredulity of twine, twine for we fret not or care not
Sad is the law for it becomes a remorseful galiant who looks
at manipulated action of click click click
Crazed is the performance of a well rehearsed skit that
betrays the danger of a mocking sad fool who broke the back and became a clue
Witless is the prattle that played a traverse of special lunacy
that stalled and called Lullabye Lane to cry and plead for mercy and charity
Look at the sphere who thinks that a fool of spot continues
to rave a zoo that won’t let him in
Torment, Torment this peg who fits a square of circle for
360°
has occurred and laughed with mighty wit that released a mocking of the world
from Lullabye Lane
By
Felicia McCaw
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