As if by magic
The world began to twirl
And the goat was bobbing back and forth
His eyes looked like pigions
Hungry for something
Yet completely satisfied
It was a wet and wild ride
Down the grass which became more wild
Flowers shot out in every color
It was not earth
And yet it was
The soil was rich and dark
It smelled so good
So good in fact
That you begin to eat it
As if it were full of lovely stuff
Yet you let it out
All the dirt
Right out of your mouth
And the medal eye stalk weaves around
Spider enters with spinning action
And soon the room is full of passion
To be continued...
---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: Mark Guttman
Date: Friday, November 22, 2013
Subject: Fwd: Episode three
To: "morgangreenster.genius" <morgangreenster.genius@blogger.com>
And out of the ground a light formed
On some giant signaling device
If this is a dream
Just turn off the light
But it is not
And it shines it's light
DIRRECTLY into your eyes
Your heart throngs
The rain beats down
And again you here that song
The goat began dancing along
And the medal eye stalk
Weaved in space
And despite getting soaked
You felt really great!
To be continued...
---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: Mark Guttman
Date: Thursday, November 21, 2013
Subject: Fwd: Episode two
To: "morgangreenster.genius" <morgangreenster.genius@blogger.com>
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!
The world began to twirl
And the goat was bobbing back and forth
His eyes looked like pigions
Hungry for something
Yet completely satisfied
It was a wet and wild ride
Down the grass which became more wild
Flowers shot out in every color
It was not earth
And yet it was
The soil was rich and dark
It smelled so good
So good in fact
That you begin to eat it
As if it were full of lovely stuff
Yet you let it out
All the dirt
Right out of your mouth
And the medal eye stalk weaves around
Spider enters with spinning action
And soon the room is full of passion
To be continued...
---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: Mark Guttman
Date: Friday, November 22, 2013
Subject: Fwd: Episode three
To: "morgangreenster.genius" <morgangreenster.genius@blogger.com>
And out of the ground a light formed
On some giant signaling device
If this is a dream
Just turn off the light
But it is not
And it shines it's light
DIRRECTLY into your eyes
Your heart throngs
The rain beats down
And again you here that song
The goat began dancing along
And the medal eye stalk
Weaved in space
And despite getting soaked
You felt really great!
To be continued...
---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: Mark Guttman
Date: Thursday, November 21, 2013
Subject: Fwd: Episode two
To: "morgangreenster.genius" <morgangreenster.genius@blogger.com>
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!
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