Smile said the spider
Happy and sad
On a small jumbojet
Taking me places
I'll never suspect
Just what's round the corner
Or behind the next cloud
Or behind the glass-shutters
Fitfully endowed
Their blessings
Like a billows
Blows the fever chill
Of summer-snows
Down my spine
Through my mind
I think its time for tea
Or a cup of something
To cure my mind
Lying supine
On the clammy carpet-floor.
You
Behold a monster
You
Read between the lines
You
Are pure like plaster
Breaking all the time
And I think I'm still standing
It's a miracle you see.
When you wave your
Indignant nonsence
You caroom through the air
And yet you wish
You could fly
You could fly.
Thursday, April 29, 2004
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