It's all in your head son, the bowling green,
he said, son, the plague, the emerods,
at various points along the perimeter:
ducks, and moonlight fiery in the pines,
across the street, see steam behind the horses,
see wet top-hats, see red, see barber shops,
see candy-canes. Spell theater theatre,
adjust your codpiece. Run your hand along
the rusty chain and see the shadowy fish,
see girls with cropt hair on the benches. Green
is the color of go, of gallop and gallumph.
It turns your emerod to emerald.
he said, son, the plague, the emerods,
at various points along the perimeter:
ducks, and moonlight fiery in the pines,
across the street, see steam behind the horses,
see wet top-hats, see red, see barber shops,
see candy-canes. Spell theater theatre,
adjust your codpiece. Run your hand along
the rusty chain and see the shadowy fish,
see girls with cropt hair on the benches. Green
is the color of go, of gallop and gallumph.
It turns your emerod to emerald.
