Time Police
The time police were at my door
they said my time was done
and what’s done can’t be
undone so they were
here to do it.
But I outsmarted them
wasn’t hard after all
they were cops
not detectives.
I caught a quantum
quark that liked to bark
rode it into the dark
continummmm.
Now I must excuse myself
as nothing ever comes of
small excusions into forbidden places
for I wass on a roll of
sssevenssss and sssssturnssssss
till sssssssnake eyesssssss ssssssssstruck
and blew it al to Slytherine.
And Potter was potted
in a Grecian urn along
with Keats’s ashes.
6/12/2020
Copyright © D.W. Rodgers | Year Posted 2020
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