the wholistic labelling
of little bits
of said
is what we're
med ov

The squirrels
ate my
train
of something

Nuts

Right

Veer quickly

Stil Heer

are ye

Festus and I are
having a contest

Who can be most
colorless

Let the cold stone
brew

an' oscillate
or ocelot is it
again

we talk about when
we are anticipated
to be
extinct

there  I said it
no more of
surly make up
who we are hunh

the face the final
drift against the
hardness and smile

oh just for a while