I don't know what I am doing anymore

I don't know what I am doing anymore

A Poem by Electric Scribe

Standing on the street as curious as can be, 
About all the lights at the house across from the street,
 With no wings or way to fly, 
I decided to ride in a bubble so very high, 
Letting the winds spiral me around the house to the lab window is where I hope to stop, 
As I approach I forget my fear of the pop and the very long drop, 
I peered my head around to take a look inside, 
There was a creature in a white lab coat and its hair was fried, 
In goofy manner it began to mix and stir, 
Ever more curious it had tie dyed colored fur, 
It grabbed the concoction and took a chug, 
Laid out a sigh that led into a shrug, 
Following this it started to spin, 
As we all know that's when the magic begins, 
Shed the coat and I very well did see, 
I a ferocious lion staring at me, 
Busting moves that were stellar and raw, 
Rocking raver gloves instead of paws, 
My thirst was all but satisfied just one question more, 
Ka ka ka ka pretty kitty meow meow roar,
Translation let me in lets dance and burn up the floor.

© 2013 Electric Scribe


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Added on August 17, 2013
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Electric Scribe
Electric Scribe

Eau Claire, WI



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I LOVE EVERYONE!!! My name is Warren Harvey Stevens IV, I am a new writer. I would eventually like to start writing books however, I want to wait until I have a little more practice under my belt. I.. more..

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