![]() ![]() So a boy yells, "Drink!" and I take another sip of wine. Yet to run and they still haven't caught the butterfly, He doesn't know it yet, but that drum he's banging will envelop his dreams.Ī hike to the top of the cliff (a leap) re-energizes my dreamsĪnd I still can't relate to the maple leaves and their symmetry,īut at least I can look through a lampshade at the kaleidoscope Out the window where it lands on my nephew's spinning kaleidoscope. He didn't drink, so I throw the broken butterfly His action (when mother asks) on the wine Of our county's border was too much for me to bear. My brother put a block on local news the symmetry ![]() Stolen from their boxes - too much symmetry. ![]() Luckily, we all have a handy-dandy kaleidoscopeĪnd a bag (or two) of bitter-tasting wine The song's in too low of a key, which is the basisīehind the evil chinchilla's plan to mass-produce butterflyįarms as part of a larger goal to pillage the dreams To make up for the peach tree I couldn't dreamĪbout and another wrong note sung by the basses. Of the space and I have to chug another glass of wine The apple tree in the corner of the living room ruins the symmetry With holey wings and the dragon vomiting in my make-shift kaleidoscope. One spin around the Milky Way leaves the butterfly So I embrace the scrupulous company of a dragon-riding-a-butterfly. I have yet to understand a coffee shop's symmetry, Which I guess is her way of selling dreamsĪt low prices. I asked my mother for a glass kaleidoscope,īut instead she handed me three shots of wineĪnd a field guide to running galactic bases, ![]()
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