Monday, July 11, 2005
My Summer Playlitst
Unicorns and Flowers: Our Fantasy is The SunAs we walk through the backyards of our neighbors we will gather the flowers along the way. The sun is so hot it urges us not to stay.
The Imperial Palace at Tangiers calls our names over the sea. As we journey toward that magical place, where we will soon be.
The roads are twisting and turning, both angry and mad, because the royal Empress feels that parallel lines are bad.
She forbids bad actions, bad manners, and bad thoughts.. We wander asunder, happy and lost.
The road widens our trail is set. We meet a mystic Unicorn, she becomes our companion, our fantastic pet.
Tally Ho! toward towers, crumbling and fat. Onward ever tarry, past Marlon Brando's Laundromat.
We have traveled so far and so wide, we can barely walk Our muscles are sore, and our bones are chalk.
Just when all is lost, a merchant appears, "Do you have any water, any food?" "Yes indeed, and I have telephone poles for sale 2."
After wandering away and quickly gathering our goods, we wandered lost, picking flowers in the woods
Until we came to a clearing, we thought it was a joke, But no! The Imperial palace of Tangiers, urges us happily upon a cloud of blue smoke...
