What is known about logic,

assuming it as cold and empty is missing the point of it

Logic is pure in a way though not religious

As to see as is with no paint or judgments

Perhaps deeper than passing thoughts

Intelligence 

Mints..

Alice was pouting with pleasure

As her dream man descended the stairs

She rolled her eyes then threw her dice

This was a matter of Sugar and Spice Girls

With a triumphant smile she entered

The space age

Then bob wraith came by and replied

Give him time or

Come to my haunted mansion for

Gossiping

Gossiping

Poor Alice so sad grabbed a lollipop

This one had magic

And extra sugar

Then she exploded and rearranged herself

With a new set of jaws

And mints

I do nothing and a thong hits me!

With a look to the past

I say past


As in pat tense

And

Pretty much gone

To vanish

And be on its

Merry way

To some special unknown

Place

On some elevator

Going up or

Down!

Peace collecting now

Picture made me

Hearing the wind

And a glass cracks in half

Blown fast

Picture me running free

Doing as I choose

Magically

Kingdom of love..

yea, right on