The Dancer Child-
See I the running of the dancer,
I think she's angry at the mansour
She finds it hard to see the flower;
Overshadowed by the pleasing resolving power;
Who is that dancing near the leaf?
I think she'd like to eat the roastbeef;
She is but an awesome child,
Admired as she sits upon a spacious lawn;
Her joyful toy car is just a shark,
It needs no gas, it runs on liquidated tree-bark;
She's not alone she brings a tweet;
A pet fox, cell phone and lots to eat;
The fox likes to chase a cheetah;
Especially one that's in the bonita;
The dancer shudders at the DANCING lake;
He want to leave but she wants to eat cake;
4/20/19
Expectation's misdemeanors
outflanking volition
infringed upon experience's
self-imposed options,
griping on about whirlwind's
imposing velocity to
which atmospheric pressure
has naught resolving power
whence high tide pressure rises
persuading tendencies,
universe hardly questions 'why'
to phenomenons' meddle,
psychobabble' s deliberations
deluding prospective trespasses,
conclusive interpretation hence life
is but a crapshoot game of chance