A Fleeting Leaking Feed
In need for a deed
Looking, taking glimpse
Overrun dung
Fun, Fun, Fun
Five Flipping Chimps,
Dipping Drooling fooling
Big Berry eating Bear.
Indeed after shrooms
Take a lead around the bend
On the green weed.
Take a pass fast,
To the furry fuzzy Fox
With a jock strap on tight right
With bright light diamonds
And rose smelling almonds
Cover in chocolate and late
Spoiled milk.
Little rabbit takes a hit
Goes into a fit rolling in a pit
Warm him up
Blankets of silk.
Sloth eating moth
wrapped in fine cloth.
Go on hills with pills
Take no ills
Only fills, thrills
Bogus chills
Breathe air, no care
Nothing here
Was really there.
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The Atrium
PoetryAs the river of life flows right through, collecting at the delta towards the Atrium of my soul