Friday, December 26, 2008

Quizzical Fellini

I pool a hound
call light, song

Be ye gunnin, Llama,
now your flan-pout, the floor

But on your night shirt
I’m-a wand your mourning,

frown, Shirley,
Manna-bake 'em down

Cake it, wake it
Ooh, your rust shard,

my hat, sweetened rice,
when you cut it, llama,

Wave me; you're nice.