PITTER PATTER
PITTER PATTER
goes my blood
against your platter.
My head on a plaque
for all to see
the people will shout
a simultaneous
OUI
OUI.
My soul will drift
to Neverland
the lost boys will call
PETER PAN
PETER PAN.
Though the real world
is bitter and cold
with my new family
I will never grow
OLD.
-HP JC
