Make up Your Mind

Stay inside.

Go for a ride.

Kingdom come.

Yes, I tried.

Licking the thorns

Of a red, red rose.

Never surmising

Of what I suppose.

All of my clothes

Stained and soiled,

If they were eggs,

They would be boiled.


Bleak tangent rook elephant stick realist

Boosted roast beach basting eleven road

Beneath candelabra roaches stevia oops

Crane narrow cookie steak stupid range

Politician groan everyone thanks baron