When life ***** for an oyster,
It takes the little ******
And enfolds it
With sheen and color
A millimeter layer wrapping
…over, and over, and over…
another millimeter layer.
And then the oyster has a gem.
Too bad I'm not an oyster.
So when life ***** for me,
I take the little ******
And flush it out
With melody and meter
Fortissimo! Ah, no, no, no!
…ancora più, ancora più, ancora più…
Sì, sì, sì, al fortissimo possible!
And now I have a poem.
Too bad oysters don't have ears.
Sep 28, 2012
Sep 28, 2012 at 4:25 PM UTC
When life ***** for an oyster,
It takes the little ******
And enfolds it
With sheen and color
A millimeter layer wrapping
…over, and over, and over…
another millimeter layer.
And then the oyster has a gem.
Too bad I'm not an oyster.
So when life ***** for me,
I take the little ******
And flush it out
With melody and meter
Fortissimo! Ah, no, no, no!
…ancora più, ancora più, ancora più…
Sì, sì, sì, al fortissimo possible!
And now I have a poem.
Too bad oysters don't have ears.