know nothing I.
Doth aspire to fly. free and
flap my wings to so be.
But.
Established mountains restrict my view to be.
a soaring eagle.Respectfully I. I..

Give my lunch to the bully/bounder
whom I know not.... fully. Save the powdered wig and knickers. Lard assed *******.

Structure ? constipation.               Has me counting my fingers. As neurons fire.
                                                        Bri­ght and unique. I miss the moment. while counting my toes.
The eye missed the sparrow.
as I navigate the narrows. The beauty or the reef.

I am the unwashed masses.
Of strong aroma and stench
                       Counting tuppence and lice.
At the mercy of mice.
                                                           ­                              Pythagoras and his ilk traded in parched
calculations.rightfully.

Precision is a thing of beauty.
Spontaneity is freedom. true creation.
Amalgamous.

Nuff respect to the missive and crew.

Had so many children she didn't know what to do.

Kept them in a pumpkin shell.
There she kept them very well.