Pans Tights
lost in a deep sea
the frog is loose
escaping from hell
tracking down
hopping mad
a culprit
named pork chops
who ate the pig
is on the loose again
vile threats
made on duck
calling out to everyone
his lips
on the lily trumpet
bringing back
the magic
with those green
smelly old tights
in hearing
whistling on the wind
under a silver moon
peter pan imposter
sweet talking candles
softly falling petals
on the hair
magically green
shades is back
the legend appears
in the ocean
a white ship sails
carrying pan's tights
like mosses
the sea will part
swallowing the ship
washing the remains ashore
along with tights
shipwrecked
on paradise
sweet smelling primroses
the rush is on
for pans tights
journey begins
bring back the bacon
enchanting love
in peter's tights
Copyright © Liam Mcdaid | Year Posted 2013
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