The Better to see you with my Dear

yes I know my eyes are bigger
and I have telescopic lenses
trying to see beyond the camouflage
that you hide behind

but it is the sense of urgency
not so much the false pretenses
your hidden tricks with decoupage
that really blows my mind

you climb the ivory fences
looking down on Wrigley Field
under Funk and Wagnalls porch
inside an empty jelly jar

so hard to keep track of
your words of daily yield
by the light of your burning torch
bounced like an old bumper car

the magic words to break the spell
abracadbra alakazam
make the serpent stand abrupt
or make him disappear

so we exchange pleasant thoughts
and a bite of roasted ham
I'll keep my eyes wide shut
the better to see you with my dear

Gomer LePoet ...