Temple maze at noon
Bicycles gone too soon
Stopping clocks is all good fun
But then the game is now won
Eagles, storks, pelicans, cheese
Whistle of lint on the street
Passing breeze, whispers in
Drew drow neverlin
Curtains close on the act
Cars drive by and as they pass
We listen to the doors once more
On the count of drums, and the ring of bells
Claim my soul so it may not dwell
On the shore of a beach of the gronkorous grell
And thus put to rest on the broken shells
Down
Up
Swiss
Milk
Toffee
Start again, begin anew
Dance the sponge softened or two
Melt the cow, it’s served its pole
Of pane and stain and droll
Casfe of casefear and on the beard
Rum rum tum tum battleground
Free for now, rise at dawn
One verse, many songs
Dice overtuned, overturned
Dropping hates into balconies
Solder on once more