there came a time (when i was a small
spot of dirt upon flesh) when somebody said
"read him a poem!" and the tree-trunk as Tall
as my dad shrugged and tousled my tangled&red

said "maybe he's old enough" (he was what's call
'd an oftenist Optim in matters of me)
and maybe a cow or more likely moll
ie&mae filled my ears with two lower case e's

(and Maybe i got it; (and Maybe i didn't
but it wasn't for getting and i've not forgotten
that poetry's everywhere, (playful and hidden
and batting at yesterday, sniffing at hot) and

if you think the world has gone lifeless and cool
then don't look to me) i'm a kitten love fool.