neon bombazine
cetirizine dream
eau de Nil crimplene
Bailey's and Benzedrine
a night cocktail menu
I might just recommend
strolling my word cellar
and liked the sound of them
trying hard to keep out
postured sensibility
just wanna paddle here
in land of Honnalee
Seussically senseless
what larks, Pip, have we!
dragon fruit first mate
to take 'er out to sea
with sails psychedelic
mine eyes kaleidoscope
in Shambhala halls
Sister places her all hope
like bets at roulette wheel
who cares what they think
ride candy floss carousel
sip Pepto-Bismol drink
that's what they serve on
this train bound for glory
So I said a ship before
don't you contradict me
it's my fractal party
I'll cry if I want to
or go drowning laughing
it's up to me, not you.
bumps-a-daisy back up
may this ride never end
boat, train or cabriolet
no matter, I've time to spend
and all day long to ride
this bracelet says it's free
buckle up and hold tight
gonna get loud and bumpy
but damn if this poem
didn't turn to sensible verse
try as I might to not
it just keeps getting worse.
back to the ship, comrades
hoist freak flag of crimplene
man pink Spandex billows
shake cocktails Ketamine
Keeping rhyming weird
that's my mission and goal
if I liked the ganga
I'd call for another bowl
But I don't so I don't
and don't need no LSD
my crazy train keeps on
rolling down to Kankakee
in the land of the free
this land is yours and mine
I'll take you with me, Jesus
to the land of the pine
unseen clear as memory
can't stop this fine pine pain
touch of Michigan madness
tilt-a-whirling in my brain
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