Pulse
I was here, when it happened,
When the dream got out of hand, when it escaped from my palm,
Tiger catching a goose, a little mouse, and a big front yard,
Small egos, and marksmen, thus it begins,
Big hill to climb,The author`s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.
Bump easy for this rhyme,
I think someone was saying, yes,
I`ll be you`re, little elf, muff, stuffed it in, big egos, and large equations,
And eleventh stage senior writers,
Power, ranges, and muffins,
Of come home, darlings,
Of stay tuned, Mondays, of soft pillows, and a carton of, let`s try`s,
Of I wish I could die`s,
Of graveyards and spooky ghosts,
And on the stage we cried,
To be a part,
Of tomorrow`s,
Of evening schemers,
And how will I spin this,
Heroes,
Of never go further`s,
Of dark signs,
And evil,
Goat herders.