Oh! what talk of birds and bees can these springtime passions ease such analogies I find are furthest from the lusting mind this season does instill in me unless of course the bird and bee have taken it upon their heads to fly their ways into your bed.
bold you are as bold as brass not caring if you hold the grass to your biting mockery for its manicured green finery it matters less to dandelions that they impress more flowers finer held by the world in much esteem as these gold spirits simply seem to grow and grow without a thought the other blooms In beds to court as bold as brass so bold are they to speckle grass as gold as day.
I like cats and I like dogs I dig hallucinogenic frogs I like sparrows and I like hawks I listen to parrots when they trash talk I like bugs what scamper by fish in ponds larks on high I dig the lambs and lions too lazy sharks and whales of blue I like gibbons’ funky struts and baboons with their painted butts I like bees that buzz about but people?
between one and two today sixty minutes ran away their intent to skip and play through fields of summer flowers but they’ll be back in six month’s time and into all our clocks they’ll climb if only then to fix this rhyme and thus restore our hours.
Now the holidays are here I’ll push a pine cone in my ear and shove a candy cane between my knees I want to make it very clear I do this each and every year to feel kinship with all the Christmas trees
there is a hedgehog in the yard I’ve called him spikey Jack I thought he was a tourist but he keeps on coming back to snuffle through the moonlight on these chilly winter nights I’d like to introduce myself but I don’t know if he bites I think he lives inside the leaves below the maple tree I hope one night he’s not to shy to say hello to me as I never met a hedgehog let alone been friends in that respect, I’ll leave for him some milk out this weekend perhaps then he will speak to me if he can talk at all or at least he’ll tip his hat before rolling in a ball, then I can say, I have a pal and his name is spikey Jack though he’s not like my other chums as he’s got spines upon his back.