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Shlup,shloop
I'm walking on the roof
Shlup,shloop
I'm listening to you
Shlup,shloop
I'm with you at once
It's raining outside
I really attend to ride
Shlup , shloop
The bird is singing
And learn me how to sing
In the rainbow's stadium
Night Owl Dec 2012
Teetles tuppled storpidly, along the clurby path
Her toes gribbed at the plirky sand
When she lumbled swanuously round the ragthall pebbly wrath
Her stlilting head tipped back as she breathed the roopled frand

She trippered toinulously pausing at the gurgil streef
To drink slaverously from a Burbore skinned flask
Sea shells stolen plumberlingly from the Briley Heef
Dripped from her pockets as she svointered on the shubbled crask

And in her furling hand she snatched a Stoodle,
Feathered little spine smuffled from the wind so grabbily,
Its beak produced a little snawdoodle
And she laughed so jorbid and trabbily

“Little one, a seashell for you”
She exclaimed and stooped to pluck a sleemish one
And in the Stoodle horpled with a gentle twoo
And she set it in the blurkish sea, spinning loorfilly in the sun

With a sudden shloop
both shell and Stoodle were ****** under
so she stood waiting peering into the gloop
as the Stoodle sunk into the murky punder

Then up the Stoodle popped with sloopish swriss
But Stoodle it was no more, instead a brilly Havergrath
With grey silk back and wuverbul muscles twriss
A smarmy smile upon its jarby grath

And she smiled back at him
A korky, vubblious thing
And he flipped through the air with krim
As one only a Havergrath can bring

--Lily
Were Paging my favorite book
With a cup of hot chocolate
& Reading diplomatic poems
...
Got bored
.
.
Wear my socks again
Bring my coat & camera
Run away...
.
.
Shlup shloop
Wet snow wets my boots
Seeing patterns designed on the wall(seem not professional)  but charming
.
.
Low key light screamed on my eyes
slow down please.
you're low contrast
_ok
Then fade away
Shaunna Caffrey Apr 2014
The ground sinks through, shloop
Another winter bites dust
The ground becomes whole

— The End —