Alone
Living in my head can be fun,
But not if you can't share with anyone.
I have great friends,
And somethings they are willing to share.
But sometimes my fantasy gets tangled in my hair.
Watching the zebras growl,
Sending snails to chase whales,
Climbing trees in my head,
Trying to make a floating bed.
Reading poetry to my dogs,
Better then reading to swamp house frogs!
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