He ran out the door
Running hopelessly late
Hoping the bus
Had the patience to wait
Then his left leg cramped up
Turned the run to a limp
But he has an excuse
Better than too much sleep
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
He ran out the door
Running hopelessly late
Hoping the bus
Had the patience to wait
Then his left leg cramped up
Turned the run to a limp
But he has an excuse
Better than too much sleep