Circadian 1

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A backdrop of fog hung across like a veil,

Along came peptide with its squiggly tail,

It floated through air, and it floated on by,

Gelatinous cyclops with jittery eye.

It halted its passage, its tentacles spread,

They formed twisty halo around its head,

A transient breeze rippled milk-colored haze,

A gap in the clouds displayed the maze…

Of Pump Megacity. The buildings below,

Were bleeding neon, and a dazzling glow,

Of million lights filled the space. With a squeak,

The peptide plunged down, agile and quick, 

It dropped out of sky, then it stopped its descent,

Right next to the pavement it hung by a dent,

And yelped as the tires of rumbling truck,

Came spinning above - it was flat out of luck, 

The mess of its roadkill was left on the way,

A spectacle gruesome for sure one would say,

But guts dripping slime little critter perked up,  

And snapped into spherical shape with a pop.  

It hovered a beat, and it fluttered along,

Against a guard rail it pinged and it ponged, 

It flittered across, and it flew overhead…

Beneath was the highway with traffic all red,

A ruby sedan, cherry bus, rufous truck,

Mahogany van - they were all very stuck,

In fast lane that wasn’t so fast anymore,

Backed up and congested - it was an eyesore,

The horns blared away, and the pipes blew some steam,

Fed up and frustrated, the drivers within,

They all shook their fists - it was one of those days

The lack of the movement was causing delays.

An open-top buggy pulled up at the back,

The wheels were maroon, and the tires were black,

The fellow inside was my friend Papa Red,

Caught up in the jam, he was scratching his head,

“You’ve got to be kidding,” he moaned. “What a shame,

I’m gonna be tardy, this gridlock is lame!”

“I am too important,” he snapped with a scorn,

He ain’t going nowhere, it’s time to adjourn.