You know It’s like a feat It never stops or misses a beat It’s like a feat It’s like a dream It takes you down an imaginative stream It’s like a change It surprises on what’ll be an exchange It’s like a nightmare It gives out a sickly red herring glare It’s like a fall It rushes out to a crying yet crackling call It’s like a feat It stops or throws out a defeat It’s like a feat You know
Another poem for my art project, a reverse poem. Read it forwards or backwards, though I prefer backwards.