MAINE

Making my way down the street, Was me trying to hold on to the details of that dream that I just had with the bulldog who’s heart full of hardihood, went kaboom

Aching to go faster, with my race walk feet, with bulldogland as my cartoon balloon, I was bound to be the pen-slider-darter-that-could, I just had to make it to that room

Inside of the summer sun baking I was almost there at the spot where the desk and the alley way meets, water will do what water should do, full of eager fumes, daring, ready for the drawing of those goons, I was ready to sit down as an artist and resume

Not a moment was wasted, I was fresh off the latest round of sleep

EGOT Ego bound was I with no mental rust, or physical bodily dents, Onto the paper I was glued and pasted, heck I was thinking that I was the greatest with my flora and fauna peeps

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-        12/15/24

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