Sunday, March 8, 2009

For the medallion

A few words at the end of the hunt. good times and some.


White words will show you some
running around will be fun
find nature, find magic
black letters are not so tragic.

they don't end and yet they do
if you reach, you're one of the few
talk to them, it really helps
karma points and the ice melts.

Imagination, in your hand
if you pleased her you're the man
so then smile, eat some food
it really does help the mood.

the waiting gets tough
Patience is rough
and shadows play
with what the words must say.

Blossoms and butterflies, stars and days
when you're in there, it's in your face
what you read, what you saw
what you know is all you got.

Before you know it, its all over
it's somebody else who's somewhere lower
hugs and hopes, smiles and smokes
where's the pillow, where's the poke.

Now, sleep, eat, do something else
tomorrow is another test
soon something else may come our way
till then... well... nothing more to say.


Cheers!

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