Wonder Days

As I walk, and inquire, I think of all the worlds desires, Yes I know enough of hate, To have these tears upon my face, To waste away in sorrow’s guilt, Of worries wake and shuddered wilt, Time passes for those who fade, Lay awake in wonder days!

The Clop

Up upon the willow top, Where wily creatures slept, I came upon a little Clop, That fell upon my head. A Clop so big, and hairy Timid, slightly scary, A magical creature so rare, Capture it, if I so dare Show the world my findings, Exploit my never mindings Break the Clop Piece, by Piece…