Days Move Along

Days move along
Like looped spaghetti
Slurped up by
A tall ravenous yeti
Nights are slow
As a tortoise on valium
Who thinks he is
A testosterone stallion
Both of them make
An odd 24 hours
No longer or shorter
Without Jedi powers
So mix up the days
Like a bag of lollies
And get two dollars back
On all empty trolleys
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Copyright © David Williams 2024



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Written on 2025-03-11 at 10:36

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shells
There were some hilarious lines here:” as a tortoise on Valium” I was smiling through this read, even though it’s seems as though there is a deeper meaning.
2025-03-12


anonface The PoetBay support member heart!
Always reminding self that one is required to walk back the trolley however far it be to redeem one’s golden coin….
2025-03-11