Clock, a terror strikes five.
Residents of the tops of trees mango their way
downwards to get a see.
(And the hula dancers in the middle of it all
under the moon) get a lively
kiss goodnight
from soldiers
who cannot fathom.
Break a lively step!
If it were a mosaic would
it then shatter into pieces that were
pictures of their own? Or maybe
hula dancers
cannot fathom.
Those at home, it's proven,
don't lay a hand. But just because
in motion things are lighter, greater,
They cannot fathom
the likely chaotic havoc
...
that will ensue
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