FOND DESIRES! ๐Ÿ’œ

“FIRE!” a poem, for May 7th, Moon-DAY –

We DON’T need to-talk-about fires;

Come-on, Honey, (let’s-talk-’bout) FOND DESIRES!

Let’s talk-of those instead,

OK?

I don’t care ’bout no fires today!

Fires-are-not-real, unless in my house;

Fires are a dream, and I-am-[just]-a-MOUSE!

A mouse can’t put out no fires, except when he p – – s,

And brings the populations – To their bloody knees!

Fires – they are,

Just in my dreams,

And p – – – p – – – it-doth-come,

In-fluorescent-streams:

I will p – – – the fires, p – – – them out,

‘Cause I just wanna – kiss and pout,

SO –

No-talk-of-fires! HONEY-let-me-know,

IF – inside-your-walls-I-can-go.

THERE I S FIRE,

THE KIND I LIKE,

TO STOKE MY FURNACE – AND SPARK THE “MIC!”

Come-on, Honey; let fire bans,

Be-known-ONLY – to-the-“also rans!”

Let’s forget about them fire threats,

AND MAKE OUR FIRE – as-The-Sun-sets,

And, when it rises, across the way,

LET’S MAKE FIRE – THROUGHOUT THE DAY!

fin. โค

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