"A Glass Wall"
The knives sing lovely tunes with the forks and spoons.
Eating Neptune's tasty moons.
Worth many doubloons.
A glass well's wall is a ten feet fall.
Mirrored halls are twenty miles in all.
Compared to the universe, that's small.
Lost strings in shoe's rings.
I have flings like a hummingbird wings.
A school bell rings as a singer sings.
High School dropout sneaks around and about.
As the teacher can't help but to let out a shout.
I'm considered the down and out.
Like a shrill flout.
A word that was never heard.
Except by a cuckoo clock's story time bird.
By Jonathan Billet 11.27.2014
By Jonathan Billet 11.27.2014
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