Friday, May 7, 2010
Magpie #13 Ode To An Eyeball
Ode to An Eyeball by I.C.You-2
Oh how I so very often yearn
in this world that slowly turns
to do it like Elvis; do it my way
as an eyeball do I really have a say?
Ouch! Dust in my eyeball
Rolling around down the hall
a blue marble eye for a porcelain doll
what a near miss, what a close call!
As I look up from the ground
A Foot! All dressed going to town
Not noticing me as he almost made a stomp
to squish my eye, to him, a simple romp
Phew he missed me! I am save once more!
like a twai kwon do artist with sword
my defence has always been knowing ahead
every subtle move of every booted tread
Luckily another saved by the bell
The foot found another way down the hall
Maybe I should take a French class emersion
Le raison d'etre; a subtle diversion
If I could make a wish
I would dodge another squish
Only to look up; another fine mess
Jonathan L. Seagull; a bird no less
to cover me in turf
birdie birdie by the surf
way up in the far away sky
don't you know that I's don't fly
why oh why I said with a sigh
now I have to flush again my little eye?
do you know how happy am I?
I'm sure glad that cows don't fly!