No Where But Here
on a velocipede against traffic pedaling hands free texting cyberspace
at the last minute the millipede with its mani pedi went to the stratosphere
to meet the dog up there.
What to be found you ask me raised by the jesuits
if I know my gum it is juicy fruity
for the cat to lick and god forbid the swallowing
what a nougat were the carmelites
if not caramel of a camel to carry the load
of fear the mighty ruler under the knees
Copyright © Catherine Labeau | Year Posted 2016
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