Don’t Turn around
I need you to see,
I want all around
not to fear or flee
I lit up the moon
in phases for you,
at full it blazes
my feelings true
animals dance
as I conduct the moon,
and ripples of music
encompass to spoon
A foxtrotting duck
that looks like a loon,
makes me roll
all around the room
the waltzing walrus
shakes the earth,
and with ballet slippers
mice shake my girth
now you see?
I said not to turn around,
I wanted to hear
your laughter resound
Categories:
foxtrotting, fantasy, funny
Form: Verse