In Recognition of the Funny Poet!
Forgiven and forgotten.
Poor chap.
A misfit in a memory.
Wearing just a jester's hat.

Playing with his tickle stick.
Thinks he is lacking a memory card.
At such great cost.
Upon the knees of bees.
He doth crouch.

Waiting for the axe to fall.
To lighten his burden.
'Off with his head', the queen of red said.
To respond to natures' call.
Waiting for a dismal end.

Where hanging out the let's pretends.
To blow away and make amends.
Says goodbye to his beautiful friends.
On his journey into the unknown.
Flying away in his star propelled craft.
By ladylivvi1

© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
Sorry guys I have been in a weird mood all day...you have had my best and my worst..my mischief and now a little pre-bed darkness!