Stevens Cat
Tea For The Tillerman
Into White
I built my house from barley rice,
Green pepper walls, and water ice,
tables of paper wood, windows of light.
And everything emptying into White.
A simple garden, with acres of sky,
a Brown-haired dogmouse if one dropped by.
Yellow delanie would sleep well at night,
With everything emptying into White.
A sad Blue eyed drummer rehearses outside,
a Black spider dancing on top of his eye,
Red legged chicken stands ready to strike.
And everything emptying into white.
I built my house from barley rice,
Green pepper walls, and water ice...
And everything emptying into White.

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