19 April 2012
I once meet a woman, or was it twice? Who said she was king, of all the mice, Her smile like rain, Her frown like sun,
And she smiled at me, And warned of a fantastical tree, Her hate was fame, Her love was none,
She walked away, then turned around, And shouted, no sound. Her life was game. Her laugh was done.
Her lateral, hazy, dreams, Bust at weak seams, My life was pain, Now its fun!
I Once... • Opuss № I