Kenny Bowman Poet Free verse

Napping Under the Haystack

The boy who resides over the sheep seems to have dozed off in the midst of the 
changing times

Everything around him is traveling at a light year speed

And jet-lag has taken its toll on the one napping under the haystack

So I guess its up to someone else to blow the horn

But who?

It looks like everyone else was along for the ride with Little Boy Blue

Now the cows and sheep are out of place

Heading for the cliff at a fast pace

So lets all wake up before we lose all of our LIVESTOCK

And before our LIFE STOCK starts to decline

Find an alarm clock and set it for yesterday

And take some of the pressure off of Little Boy Blue

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