POEM by Tom Tainium,

How to I do this pleasuring, to thy self helps all others.

off this narrow nightshade creeps comes knightly now

in that HighCloud talks about nothing on neither I Or you is heading to that pass.

Lead us on UpTo my good fellow for I’ll follow that goodness #OnTheRun.

Picture importance plays the pillow fights one’s face

2 3 1Be  i must entrust the CloudPowers those 7systems solaring the skies to hellish heights. Rounds the cape, raven raped and roaming, no escape says the virgin, dimming light in that tent went OUT.

Dream-quest takes myRoom, stings me nothings just about my REACH.

My pillow ponders a mighTly machine. Perfectly paved by Generations loosing not they know, their homeGrow to Rome,  going around the round screeching

Gone get caught be bought 3 soiled hats and a drafty cellar says Take your swish off your before this door swings.

So to my mePeace prevails, all hails given upto the mighTy picked off tell take me 4picked on once on oneTime.

the Taunting it takes me to my toolkit.

in my tool kit is different,

not your average hope,

much like to my Strawberry Jam.

up there onlooking

up n over

way out...

who wants it?

I do

I’m there

I been here dealing

in the App folds on

Money matters measurements

MighTy talks to we walks, unto you say to he

Brings only the Lonely tomorrow’s

to the Blueberry bakeoff

Shaking shady green Tree Leaves

hopeless Downs dampen an already quenched throat

The town went lost looking for the children