Savor Each Moment

Whether a totally

tubular ordinary day, or...hmm...

perhaps at the

approach of yuletide,

one need not go

far and wide

across the webbed world

to experience being unified,

this quasi motto maxim of sorts

analogous to auld

sanity clause trailguide

motivates me to

seek if necessary

all the way to Telluride

to attempt Swiss-side

enlightenment with every stride,

thus please feel free

and clear to chat streamside

ideally at springtide,

yea your welcome, yes do

respond to this snide

loner if game to chess das side

to accompany this gadabout

(once pawn a time) rook

key nada so longfellow

wordsworth king rustler,

yup, who still attests

to occupy ringside

available vacancy for queenside

guest of honor, (gnome hatter

if ye happen tubby pride

full favoring an effeminate

poetic guy), also...provide

ding no aversion toward

this moon face planetwide,

Martian hood doth bleach blonde

his hair with peroxide,

this lapsed lose zoo lee

errant knight well,

that could pose a minor

drag) hubble restraint,

I would override,

but actually this ring

around the collar, (sans whiskey

perspiration at noontide),

drunkard, (that's when

my late morning gets broken)

yea...way offset from nationwide

conformity, nonetheless huff

fain tuff fellowship with me,

a chap who doth not arise

before the crack of noon

lest inside his noggin

oozes like a mudslide,

(which on May 31, 1889

washed away Johnstown, Pennsylvania),

the damn burst (like

a Led Zeppelin),

and roared down the mountainside

triggered (human sited) landslide

decimating, leveling, and uprooting,

every friggin gabled

house along hillside,

which essentially created massive graveside.