Round and round
is there abound?
Get a seat, the cup is full
on the saucer with sweets.
A shiny spoon dropping on grass.

So tired I am, I can’t even think
and here we are, writing no-sense.
Hello to you, whom got there, and goodnight.

The crow is dead, the doll sad
The cat killed him, without even a sweat
Licking his paws is Lucifer Sam.

The doctor and I love him so much
We sing along, meowing night and day
Writing the story cajoling the end,
Misleading the sand.