There once was a sheep
Who ate grass by the heap
It wandered through shops
It trotted across streets
Then it happened upon wheats
Which it devoured in six heavenly feasts
Through fields and farms it rambled
Up and down mountains it scrambled
And at long last
It found mounds of oat, oh so vast
But alas
Those oats
They had been claimed by the goats
Based of of the poem "This is just to say" by William Carlos Williams.
I have drunk
the tea
that was on
the counter
and which
I’ve always loved
The feeling of falling
But being dragged down
Is different
Feeling unbalanced
Lost
Losing control
As life speeds by
Feeling helpless
Happiness is a cup of tea
Steeped to bitter perfection
It is humming along to a favorite melody
Slightly off key (as usual)
Happiness is a sad smile
Shared with an old friend
Comments
Lol this made me smile I love how light hearted it is, great piece!
Thank you! Glad I could brighten your day a bit!
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