Carry that lantern as you plant the seeds
Crying out for more
Throw down the shovel run to the sun please
Arrive don't mind the crumbling floor
The great turtle sky photographs a mind that sprouts an eye
The rocking horse ride across a raving sea of flies
Horns shall blast when you catch the joke
Who shall sing loudly
Frolic forever in your colorful cloak
And giggle on with typewriter bones
Here lies the soul below
A flicker of the piccolo played by the jesters blow
Considered a virtuoso
He seemed to have pleased the king of snow