I dreamt I was a popsicle melting in the sun and ants would crawl around me laughing, making fun. They wandered in amongst me taking ant-sized licks, then, to see that I was helpless, they carried off my sticks. But soon my torment was over, the sun took me away. Evaporation saved my life – I’ll dream another day. I’ll dream another day. |
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Poemission |
Popsicle Hallucinations |
First song written, age 15 |