The Land of Poppycock
A nether world of pirates, pixies, and palaces
No passport needed in the land of poppycock
A rich imagination swirling about in one’s head
The pink unicorn, a chip off its father’s old block
Peaceful creatures living together without fear
Where streets are forever marshmallow white
The seasons come and go without repetition
And when something’s done, it’s done right.
A nether world of pirates, pixies, and palaces
No need to scale a brick wall to gain admission
Lots of polka-dotted elephants to ride to and fro
Entrance to everything is ticket-free, no permission,
Whatever you want to try is available for a wish
Skills are welcomed, maybe, you dance a soft shoe
The sky is the limit, I am told rainbows abound in
This lovely place where, I'm told, a pig really flew.
EIGHTH PLACE WINNER
Written May 20, 2022
submitted to "2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 9 Poetry Contest"
sponsored by Mark Toney
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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