Oh Stately Pelican

Skimming waves

pelicans glide -

Upon their back

I'd like to ride,

but then we'd sink.

 

I'd close my eyes

and make a wish -

Pelli then

could catch a fish -
 

I'd hold my breath

he'd eat his snack,

a conscious state

I'd quickly lack,
 

Small and light

my spirit then -

could ride upon

a Thrush or Wren.

 

 

 

 

 

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