'Winter Storm Neptune"
A rhyming clock breaks a record around the block.
Breaking a rock's rock rock to a broad daylight.
Not a night light.
There is no difference there or here.
Just drank too much beer to have any fear.
So shed a tear my dear.
Haven't any cheese for the dancing fleas.
Death's defying act.
In a jail's packed street.
There isn't any heat.
Hornet bees can't swim under seas.
We're all stoned, so pass the bone.
Why don't you leave me alone?
Or stay quiet, while my mind roams.
In the foams of the beers, dreary dream.
This is never seen except on the silver screen.
By a passing Time's Square teen.
In his latest scene.
The sun weighs more than a ton.
My tears run faster than feet.
In the desert heat.
Where I sit in a February's seat.
By A Captain Moonlight alias a Jonathan Billet.
On a facebook's page mellowing and rotting with age.
Written at Eight-Twenty Four on 02.16.15
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