Dangling carrots never effected me!

Though I like carrot cake and juice

Also the color orange in black moods

Tigers can eat you alive and

They are kittens in disguise

Hard for the one eyed

Green Swede knight

Always there

To rock your life

Bring a lolly pop

The show begins now

Your plants can come too

And your giant blue horse

Hidden in your pants

And not at a zoo

The air is complaining

As trolls begin farting

Expect a miracle human

Drink apple sauce

Change gender

Hop.

Shall I lose the sky

As like a ghost

Shall pass right by

That in darkest night

With a laser near my eye

I see the naked exposed sin

Then air conditioning got thin

Blue books rare enough to wear

Pages in waters flatter

While butterfly books know better

And flutter

A poem is a fresh fish

This one is

The fish eye bulging

As if a sound were rhyming

To the queens which slowly

Died on the spiral in the sky

She said there was no body

Anyway

Ask me about the purple boat

And the Giant Blue Horse

Wish me front page jokes

Paint me red with fake blood

Soon you leap onto the roof

The daisies are arriving

The Giant Blue Horse is happy

Water runs with flower pedals

Warmth is raining inside your

Heart

Be well and worth 100 worlds!

Off I was chasing crazy pants

Just wild feeling must haven't

Yet

Catch me the butt replies snide

Oh find fondness with my stride

Take me as half a complete

Where she must being dreams

Yet

These pants smooth and delicate

Are where I pass you you you

In green lit streets right now

With silken beauty to dance

This for you and that devotion

I will always love you as

Your pants!

Happiness is a good baseline and funline!

On the poet guy..

its him!

The poet guy!

Maybe he will write about me!

Stop!

Stop!

Come back to me poetry guy!

Here she is!

When they serve green sausage

Wail for love is great stuff

Time to barf on the queens rug

The mind waits in ocean deep

And creepy people are the best

Sometimes

Yet often lepers or losers

It was illusions of best times

Speed had you craching cars

The muse slipped elsewhere

In bright green panties

And this musev had real plus

Sized books

In which to rest her books

Fan fiction about herself

Center of the world

On craziness cola

Ready to educate

With Education Shampoo System

For a new brain oozing you!!!

Pies in Space!

The hallway was covered in ticklers

Soon the airport was stretching fat

My favorite cat never smiles

The white tree was dripping lies

Oh the boat with ho Bo's smelled

The crystal map had a chip on it

Oh well!

Alice tries to torture lemon trees with pure anger!

Pieces of nothing..

Are impossible to teleport if waiting escort
Train comes with sun to fade into the rains
A hand to greet three ducks looking meany
Brings melody from turbo charged muscles

Eagle in the night..

I wish there was more

Sky for all to explore

Yet sky itself is falling

Wishing for new stars

Yet they too are fading

It is not just another day

Never say same and never

Never to get better

Eyes dim in drug rooms

You will pray and drink

Feeling that nothing is

Real except this world

Nose held high and in

The fire of the ego wins

Forests drinks the ash

Blame is lost in crashes

The trunks smoldering

I would do the risk

Aim hard and fast

Your kick comes

With times

Ending.

My favorite creative process...

Often making a little masterpiece doesn't matter and I  am having almost too much fun writing, laughing at times, and it's like a drug, when I stop writing I feel that some magic wonderland gas is swirling around the universe.   I had given birth to a giant creativity cloud.  Overly conventional butt wipes lose their balance, fall to the ground, have convulsions, and admit they still like My Little Poney!  Happens every time!  Soon they are trying dance moves and petting cats.  It works!