She's the one who called you Sire.
Buzzing around so drop that air.
I see you always, I see higher
I take you a ways from here to there.
The swan spoke to the water,
And the butcher to the ham
I hurt all over,
I’m swimming behind the dam.
A lake wraps the lakeshore
Flag furled around the end
Each galaxy has a perimeter
Every illness brings a mend.
With pleasure comes some pain
A game with rules for playing more
The footman entertains his dame,
From two PM, 'till four.
Put down that pile,
Make poetry awhile.
I’ll amuse you, you amuse me . . .
To the end of time you will see.
