Swimming in that dirty pond led to greater things than these
What fun is there in showing off when you're begging on your knees
Of what things torn and two and time, the Ripples flying through the
air
The Ripples in the timeline are dancing everywhere
A cushion is spelled correctly when it matches your dictionary
floor
My numbers are numbered in sequential order
My letters organized by ascending last names
The order is ordered, the diamonds are bright
and the Ripples in the timeline
Rally forth tonight.
Not two, but three, your mind is fraught
I can't remember a thing
That rubber ducky song we sang when I danced out in the
rain
To see the news to see the sites to hear of people's pickled fights
and oh what times were to be had
if my mind could only see
Those ripples in the timeline mix up my memory
where were we now
back at the bat, the pitcher swings his arm
the ball set forth upon its course
awandering along amidst a crowd of jeering bats
and Julius's guard
I don't remember what it was
my memory is hard
If those ripples were only sewer lines and those times were only sludge
and the ripples in our timeline were never made to judge
It'd take the shape of a laughing cat who chitters all the way
And all that's left the shattered teeth with nothing left to say
and the ripples in the timeline
today they'd go away. |
Submission Name: Ripples in the Timeline
