Down in Louisiana just South of Baton Rouge.. walked a path looked fine with not a sign of old man Scrooge.. promises.. folks dream along.. family and all.. CEO collections due.. heartless greed that calls..
So I take escape using exit twenty-two.. to clear my mind of unkind.. see a sweeter you..
A child so young came in silence so I did abide To protect the little guy walking by my side I felt a small persistent tug pulling at my shirt Lost in thought.. was it caught.. no.. the little squirt.. wants to tell me something.. with nothing to lose.. heard him say in these woods the ‘Pigeons brought the News’..
Questions came to my mind.. what could this mean?.. are carrier pigeons back upon the scene? He disappeared weird then a goat who’s beard was green.. told me of a concert with permission of the dean.. Of latter after clatter fatter would be thin.. who cohabit..ate with other creatures in a din.. different voices sound of different creatures in the realm.. approach a gate communicate..
Giraffes are at the helm..
Rhinos human winos and the Ghost of Mr. Rusk.. follow elephant esquires who sue elk for tusks..
A small army of Primates keep a barrel large and clean.. called ‘Barrel Turn for Mr. Exploit Jumping Bean’..
A place one can be easy.. you know it in your bones.. news is brought by pigeons sung in notes of dead cell phones.. fact there is a choir.. feathers clean and true..
Down in Louisiana just South of Baton Rouge..
Quote for this day.. It is comforting to know the sun.. clouds.. trees and stars are true.. Peace Tony