Our Disportment

Our disportment and gamboling lead in that dream had us as a team moving through that bed of flowers, the sky's feed had the sun

Our bliss endured our rent of the land ran with holdings, the speed of our limbs (on track and redeemed) were glad and rushed with class and mean with chosing the mood of that time lapsed tread, we were red with power, we did rise and we were rad under jah and jumped

Pi's after three fad in the sky dumped with free sound and was winged among the clouds

Being alive with chapters of laughter had our reads unbad and unfinned with lahed pride and the stump we found had our hands buzzed and our thing was flung with proud outloud funkytowns on the mound

- Avalon Dakota

- 7-8-26

- 2:00 PM

- Our Disportment