Juliet asked, “What’s in a name?”
and, methinks I shall do the same.
What have; Bo-Peep, Boy Blue, Jack Horner,
Miss Muffet, Poll Parrot, Red Riding Hood,
Robin Redbreast and Tommy Tucker
in common, scale-wise, that's underststood?
As none of them are related,
the subject may seem brittle,
altho' not small, or what I call 'tall',
one and all, they are 'Little'.
Ruminating on Li??le Bo-Peep,
and sadly,
her badly-missing sheep,
the evidence will show,
in the time allotted,
to get all her ducks in a row,
she had not spotted
the reason they were lost.
It was because her t's were dotted
and their eyes were crossed.
Mellow mantras,
daub my ear,
with rapt sultry
opal peals,
whilst entwining,
seamless sheath,
of aural vista,
whose magic wand,
sedates yet enthusiast,
of this morning nomad,
whose quixotic quill,
aches for ardent dawn,
to tranquilize meandering,
muse off target,
focus on,
aurora spectrum,
day-peep pageant,
of pristine pink,
demure aligned,
sun horizon hover,
gliding gold wisps,
fleeting blue ray,
chimera or mood swing,
dalliance of dust grain,
as I allude to,
gleaming dewdrops,
In lofty lyric,
prompt from,
green leaf rustle,
or grey twig tweak,
silver stream murmur,
moist babble of,
hushed hints,
rush and ripple,
froth rimmed swirl,
vapour vortices visceral,
whet my creative juice,
from lucent pools,
can I imagine,
wondrous tactile trails
To care for a sheep’s not an executive task
for such a position few men ask
It lacks any prestige and pays so little
shepherds outearned by subway fiddlers
Yet Joseph’s brothers all tended sheep
as did the celebrated Little Bo-Peep
And God chose Moses to lead the Israelites
When Moses rescued a lamb low on electrolytes
Great leaders have made their mark tending sheep
Their incomes and hours who would want to keep
.
'twere thuh wink
yeah were
it
she were
dress'd
hol'lup
'tain't bikini
uh
dress'd
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Chant,
thrilling musical,
pipe warble croon,
of sluggish rising dawn,
aural
What’s Your Name, What’s Your Sign?"
I thought that was just a Biggie line.
Then I learned me and Dogs don’t relate
That’s for all you '82s and '94s, check the date.
Big heart thats no biggie
peep game
my words also carry weight,
I speak with purpose never fake.
A man of many skills, no doubt,
But cooking? Nah I’d rather eat out
Speaking of cats.
Not a fan,
Toss the litter, let it go,
Watch your spirit lift and your whole face glow.
Little Red Riding Hood took a lunch
to her grandma who liked to munch
Riding Hood liked to play like waiter
until Wolf spied her and then ate her.
Little Bo Peep had trouble with sheep
They'd follow grass. "Stop it," she'd peep.
One got lost, causing Bo to sniff:
"That's it!" and pushed all over cliff.
Cinderella got dressed for the dance
Mean stepsisters said, "Think you have a chance?"
Cindy lost shoe, Prince said, "Yeah,she'll do."
That wasn't hard, she said. (gee, who knew!)
Jack traded cow for a magic beanstalk
His mom was angry, said, "take a walk"
He climbed stalk, killed giant, stole gold bullion
invested in bitcoins, and made a gazillion!
There's surely a moral to the fairytale story
Beware what happens when things get gory!
Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep
And I've lost my little old mind
Been cruising along then all of a sudden
Wham! You came up from behind
Behind the great walls of secrecy
Lost my ability to observe
Like how our lives had gotten along
Since life threw us both a curve
We drifted apart without knowing why
Sadly we each took different paths
It matters not coz you're with me again
In spirit oh so I did yearn
To relive those days those halcyon days
Days that were free of care
I'm floating on air as I sing a love song
It's more than my heart can bare
Sadly time has changed many things
From the sweetest times I recall
But just to know that you love me still
They're the sweetest words of all
Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep
And I've lost my little old mind
I'm in a dream,
Peeing into a stream,
A snake peeped out,
Some on its snout.
A frog close nearby,
Came out to pry,
It got some too,
From me it withdrew.
I found it funny,
The way a bunny,
Growled near a tree,
Far from my pee.
Then I woke up,
I rushed to cleanup
Another bedwetting today again.
Dry night in vain.
• "Knock knock," a familiar voice said
• I peep through the window and swing open the door
• My good friend Jim-Bob is seen standing there
• Feet glued to the floor
Little Bo peep
Where are your sheep
You looked around to find them
They didn’t come home
Now you’re all alone
Stuck in a sad zone
Just waiting for them
To come home
Little Bo peep
You lost your sheep
And now trying to find them
Just send out a drone
To lead them back home
So, you won’t be all alone
“Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep
And doesn’t know where to find them.
Leave them alone and they’ll come home,
Bringing their tails behind them.”
* * *
Little Bo- peep had a tawny sheep
It went missing while she was asleep
She searched it in fields so green
But sad, it was nowhere to be seen
She heard a bleating from a nearby hill
She ran in the direction in rising thrill
Seeing her, the sheep came bouncing back
In joy, she danced on the way down the track.
She fed it with sheaves of grass
No more it crossed its boundary to trespass
Ever since, her sheep was always near
And little Bo- peep had no cause to fear.
Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep
And I've lost my little old mind
Been cruising along and all of a sudden
Wham! You hit me from behind
Behind the great walls of secrecy
Lost my ability to observe
Like how our lives had gotten along
Since life threw us both a curve
We drifted apart, without knowing why
Sadly we each took different turns
It matters not coz you're with me again
In spirit, oh so I did yearn
To relive those days, those halcyon days
Days that were free of care
I'm floating on air, as I sing a love song
It's more than my poor heart can bear
Sadly time has changed many things
From the sweetest times I recall
But just to know that you love me still
They're the sweetest words of all
Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep
And I've lost my little old mind
'Mom, dad', I’m going out to the bar
Where my 'peep Izzi', rocks her guitar
Her 'gig' will top rock charts
Though it’s not for 'pop' tarts
Specially, since her band’s called ‘Rats Star’.
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