The Lost Yard of Bluegrass Leaves
I could still see it in the map of my mind There were big and great watermelons growing in the clouds And when it rains, it seems like blood rain Excepting the presence of seeds I dug the ground and rescued the scarlet pink pixie And found a world of mulberries 'neath And then me and nephew John sat by the pier fishing for angry sharks And popping them mulberries by the orange sunset And then John gasped in horror For we did not catch a shark But a big and great green sea dragon He was 85 feet wide And 65 feet tall And he looked at us and grinned Flashing, surprisingly pearly white teeth John approached and touched the dragon's tail And POOF, the dragon disappeared into the maroon rain Then we headed to the field of stones And no longer did we see any bluegrass leaves The blueness was dyed into the redness of the rain And no longer the yard of blue leaves did remain Heartbroken, nephew John and I went to our yellow cottage near the brook I didn't prepa