Poems Don't Have To Rhyme
C-2009jtmcpubInside of the airy mind...we find
A cornucopia of Lucky charms
Poured by a Dryad,into the little man's hat
Then she adds the milk,and sets it inside of a smoky blue lightening flame
Such a lovely little dish,to be,or knot tuba
Dr.Who put the overalls in Mrs. Murphy's chowder
So Leapercon and Dryad Druid
Do their dance beneath the Full Popsicle Moon
He with his wet and burned hat
She with her laughter!
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