Rocking horse,
Talking horse,
Is there something wrong?
Rocking horse,
Cocking horse,
Why is your face so long?
Rocking horse,
Talking horse,
I don't know my name
Rocking horse,
Cocking horse
I think I'm going insane.
Grumpy cat,
Frumpy cat,
What is going on?
Grumpy cat,
Mumpy cat,
I'm still awake at dawn.
Grumpy cat,
Frumpy cat,
Can I ask a question?
Oh,
I already did?
I guess I have to go, then.
Rocking horse,
Talking horse,
Grumpy cat is mean
He said I already asked him something,
Then I had to leave.
Rocking horse,
Talking horse,
Tell me what to do
Rocking horse,
Cocking horse,
Send him right to you?
Sure.
Grumpy cat,
Frumpy cat,
Horsey wants a word
Grumpy cat,
Mumpy cat,
You won't give it to him?
Well, that's absurd.
Rocking horse,
Grumpy cat,
I know this isn't normal.
I'm talking to my animals
And they are replying
Rocking horse,
Grumpy cat,
Please, would you just help me?
I don't want to go insane, but I can't stop it, though I'm trying.
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Organized Chaos - These are My Thoughts
PoetryNo, These are not poems. So flimsy a thing as can be called a few words on a page. These are thoughts. Paper thoughts, broken and scattered and gone like the wind. Iron anvil thoughts, never leaving though it is all I can ever ask of them. Invisible...
