When Aladdin walked straight up to me and vanished
There appeared to be something that was left behind
With a poof and a lie from the flash of smoke inhaled
A scenery unfolded into a picnic with a basket full of magic
And spreading the news it was believed nothing would happen
With woolly socks holding up the flag which says 'hold on'
And continue managed to step into providing a wonderful life
There was something holding on to whatever was really said
Stood somewhere in a cloud when a tiny little horse barked
Watered down a little because there is nothing left in full
Houdini stepped in to show off his skills of anyone who drowns
Speaking from the heart a rabbit dug himself a hole and got shot
Singing Gospels where they always look up to God and pray
Up on the mountain side, we look down to see a lower place
Volcanoes spurting out the devil's fire of which soon expires
Leaving alone the attraction that saw a mirror turn invisible
That the grass we smoke turns hullicigenic colours blind
Such a story everyone tells after the financial times collapses
Spending pocket money on a mansion if ever there was a way
And in the deepening suspicion of Mickey Mouse invaded funny
For granted said the words who let the world spill over and out
A bird flies high way up in the sky like a passing Scooby Doo
With a comic on board, does the ship always have to bloody sink
A comforting smile, the sticky tape was doing the job just fine
From a poets perspective, we find anything we can to mend
Broken hearts in pieces if the love of your love couldn't find
With a candle blown out in the wind, we are all blinded by nothing
Spirit leaves you to ponder to see if you have reached the last line
From a poet, what's mine is what's your's and now to see the sunshine.
- Author: kingkev101 (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 21st, 2017 10:38
- Category: Unclassified
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