Who was dilly and what’s with dally?
Did they come forth to dillydally Sally?
That’s what it seems. Just a combination of words
ending up flashing signals to the wonting herds.
Here comes the Caboose ahead of its time
In the temperate zone of the sublime.
And because it rhymes with an egg’s goose
It pulls into the station of the mind a moose
with that papoose on her back.
Who did it you could ask.
Or look around and have an attack
not knowing what will come next.
A wigwam or mother at her baby’s breast.
Highly unlikely but you’ll stick with it.
Pull it together or Willy Nil fit.
Sounds mysterious as a sound on the lip.
Now sneak up to a stranger who’s on board
and mumble the papoose has been untoward.
That way you’ll gain attention from the world at large.
Now tiptoe backwards into the ocean and charge!
You’ve said it all indirectly:
Compassion for the have-nots correctly.
Something you hadn’t thought of till this moment.
Picture the universe in atonement.
A papoose in the caboose with sparkling eyes.
Zoom into the horizon for a final surprise.
This isn’t a movie nor a book.
You’ve been hooked on chicklets you big fat snook.
You saw it coming but couldn’t stay away
Revolutions, institutions, and now you must pay.
Step forward. No backwards. Go from one place.
Not you but your children fly into space!
That’s a cliché too. Now exit!
I mean edit! I mean I exist!
Well I notice I’m being mad about
much bigger me than my tiny shout.
So move aside stand by. What do you propose?
Be creative with what everybody knows!