I Write Poetry
Beautiful fantastic
Fantastic charismatic
Jumping dandelions
In a pile of leaves
Dandelions dance
in the wake of a million
tiny little white
flowers
Popping up like stars
Then Mars
Collides with the Earth
In a ball of light
And the screaming
starts to start
Because the end of ends is coming
closer
I'm morouse
and a mouser
To be or not to be
as the clowns start to
envelop
The Earth
Fantastic charismatic
Jumping dandelions
In a pile of leaves
Dandelions dance
in the wake of a million
tiny little white
flowers
Popping up like stars
Then Mars
Collides with the Earth
In a ball of light
And the screaming
starts to start
Because the end of ends is coming
closer
I'm morouse
and a mouser
To be or not to be
as the clowns start to
envelop
The Earth