Is the Red Queen a Drug Lord as well as a Lord, as a rebel to 19th century authorities,

Imagining perfect memories to believe and get nostalgic over..

Oh there is a four leaf clover

Uplifting as anything kind as sunshine

Through a misty fog bank

Into the emarcadero

Where the bankers grow.


To a Mary Poppins

Life is like a perfect

Remember leaping wonder girls

Bright flowers, giggling, smiling, leaping

A time of merriment and wonders

Cute romances and fantasy

The false memories.

I hope America never heads forwards socialism again and I prefer a split party government.

Watch me now,

Watch me do something!

Chasing rain drops into sex dreams..

Yes, it begins.

For the butterfly rock

Into the jungles famousness

In vines undressed hand stretched

As an infinite touch begins

To hold tight in the planet

In turbulent green

I feel you.