i stopped a yellow mouce
approaching on wheels
got swallowed to and fro
home again after the buying
drink. drink. drink a river my fainting throat
ingest some balls,
my legs're waiting for me
so i jumped on and swam to the street
for a waiting friend.
high five, hey! you!, greetings, so
what happens when two parrots meets?
nothing much, only that
the dark escorted me back home
now alone in ice, imprisoned outside
because, in there is a man waiting in red.
©mouthpiece
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