A free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wing
If you are very good I will give you:
A pillow of blue strawberries
A swimming pool of Haagen-Dasz
A mirror of imagination
A pocketful of yes’s
I saw three ships, three tall ships
Riding on the sea,
The waves quaked, and the fishes quaked,
And the wind sighed sorrowfully,
For on their decks, and in their holds,
If you open up my skull
You won’t see a brain in there,
underneath the skin and bone
and bushy spreading hair
is something rather different,
Spread your arms wide and smile
find your style.
A wolf once chanced upon a dog
outside the wild wood.
Cried Wolf, ‘And how are you today?’
Barked Dog, ‘Well, life is good:
Oh to be in Magherabeg
Where I was adult free
From sun up til head down,
Stomping through streams in worn out wellies,
Chasing rams down to the Swilly.
You inspired me, he says. Pretty cool, huh?
Uh, I guess.
Ms Hardwick showed me your assignment. Magnificent!
From your window
then walk over
our sweaty palms
after beating us