Walk the Walk

Laurence Welk tiny bubbles
A poison firm glow
bust up the beat
Breaking into the night
better relax...
one ego foster the compared unknown
we both hear the march
masked in the dark
tempted  to behave
Shadow to scream
safe from the almighty
not the Blair Witch Project
one step at a time
flood the lips unkind
search in the river for gold
gone are those days
frolic in the fold
charming to uphold...
round the tree
****** to test
now is the time to rest