(Just to make things a little difficult no “I’S” expect here in this sentence, oh dear???)
70 Today was lost and never found.
Because today we must not be mean and frown
Because today we can only dance and not walk,
Those songs are sung and tunes belong here all through town, no talk.
Dance my people and just be happy, to pounce and flounce
Allow the notes to get to our heads, song and dance only to be sought
71. Wee be so small all maybe just an atom of a body so large
Wee be so wealthy of some many what nots we be so happy
That our problems go to be just as small only atoms after all
See our food be also smallest of problems, water and houses
Really only dust, so small would all our worry be …so small
That they be not worth the stress we lay on them …can you see that?
72. There be another thought that comes to me,
What would the world be when only bread
And honey was food and our beds for our sleepy heads
The world of bread and honey run through our body
Each and everyone just bread and honey soft, and googy
What a strange world that would be for you and me?
73. Come and be here and both of us well look at each, others eyes
Your world become me and my world yours just by that look
We could then understand our faults and our good
No longer strangers over lands and seas but totally understood
By that part of our character that we don’t understand and never see
The one that everyone else understands about you and me
74. Just say to yourself one day that you just do what
You thought you couldn’t do, that extra dream the unreachable
Goal that be so far away, the overseas break away
The dream of a book that was yours there for you to hold
Your name there bold as can be on the cover, that great day
One were you would be that, “forever dreams sought.”
75. Well today that letter that must not be seen
May just be the only letter that can become a human
Just that letter, now can change to be a man or woman
Just try and see that for that taboo letter be us
Here to be ourselves what could we do?
Because we are now totally taboo.
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Alice in Wonderland Impossible Thoughts.
PoetryThis is a collection of poems with the construction of "six lines . " They were written daily during my summer of 2012/13 ( southern hemisphere ) when I was first participating on wattpad as a regular. I posted six poems everyday with a crazy cha...
