Poem By gregory collins
It is in the south of France,
where them in congress now live.
Even some of them Senators
are down in Puerto Rico
building rocket ships;
saying the Pleaides is calling them home.
And i even heard from off in wonderland,
that Hollywood quit acting like a padded cell
that knows the answer before being told the question.
Because the sweet pain of crazy carousels
has me missing the comfort of my hangover.
I just hurt really bad and do not appreciate the concern.
Especially since i am not braving any danger,
and the possibilities know
that the best part of this thing is happening to us all.
This backwards reverse is telling us something is wrong.
It is starting to sound the same,
like what kind of fool can overthrow a fool.