A goat is fun
As it should
And it is
On your magenta boat
As you look out
Letting your eyes move
They cross the horizon
The sun shines mighty
Your compass spins
Glory is felt
As the sails touch the winds
They sing like faeries
You are on your way
The goat has a tiny smile
Winking again
Your mind goes backwards
Rolling with the waters
To some strange memory
When the sky was foggy
And the grass was tall
And things grew oddly
To be continued...
---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: Mark Guttman
Date: Thursday, November 21, 2013
Subject: Episode one
To: "morgangreenster.genius" <morgangreenster.genius@blogger.com>
We wondered about the strange glasses that came
Nobody knew how they got there
But there they were
And you put them on
The lenses are badly warped
So no object is visable
As if seeing through thick shards
There is the sky above and clouds
So carefully you look around
The clouds are all made of jelly
And that makes you think about bread
It's like you have bread in your head
And the the storm is here
It blows the ribbons in your hair
You have to go save the crazy animals
They give you a weird look
So you conjure up a boat
You ere not be Noah
You just take your favorite goat
You love this goat
So do your friends and family..
To be continued!
As it should
And it is
On your magenta boat
As you look out
Letting your eyes move
They cross the horizon
The sun shines mighty
Your compass spins
Glory is felt
As the sails touch the winds
They sing like faeries
You are on your way
The goat has a tiny smile
Winking again
Your mind goes backwards
Rolling with the waters
To some strange memory
When the sky was foggy
And the grass was tall
And things grew oddly
To be continued...
---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: Mark Guttman
Date: Thursday, November 21, 2013
Subject: Episode one
To: "morgangreenster.genius" <morgangreenster.genius@blogger.com>
We wondered about the strange glasses that came
Nobody knew how they got there
But there they were
And you put them on
The lenses are badly warped
So no object is visable
As if seeing through thick shards
There is the sky above and clouds
So carefully you look around
The clouds are all made of jelly
And that makes you think about bread
It's like you have bread in your head
And the the storm is here
It blows the ribbons in your hair
You have to go save the crazy animals
They give you a weird look
So you conjure up a boat
You ere not be Noah
You just take your favorite goat
You love this goat
So do your friends and family..
To be continued!
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