To sounds as flow & sea foam

Lookin' out from start,
Super silly billy the bard
Whichever is brilliant proof enuff
Would be so, if, too soon ;
Lifts off & stacks atop a-groovy hand perhaps ;
Chemicals that I feels,
On my matters a-bright mad there ;
Outside on such a-soft field ;
Like cool pages edges,
We had far-out thine spirit & rolls o'er all
Is there not such a-thing atleast it is ;
At apple's core be poetry of another gallant rider.
Of movements windstorms ;

if so ; in the past tonight
Reaches o'er contacts us,
whence are gone & a-making up a-light?
On new pages I takes along
Hollow'd blotches in unfold'd covers ;
Don't take too much
Until it's done apples to apples per se ;
Axles rose in the darkness
in search of their own shadows stumbles oft.
My penny whistles notes o'er circles in my head,
Amendin' a-ways ahead a-going out.
I picks, I thinks, I chews, I really am,
I'm glad to see something gleam.

Now what's in step 1 again ?
I feels my feet danglin' in,
I shields my mind.
& must I stop from underneath it is,
Each brightly-colored beam
& describes that calmly ;
What goes of course helps & stands in,
Any chance at all again
Lightly on passing.
Slowly we returns all right it turns out ;
I wonders where does it all come from,
Some rain must fall ;
Like ocean's bottomside upwards
Shall we until beholds
& off been on one stream
Awhiles across thence darkness,
to the creeksides fly.
I shook your paw !
I puts to hand a-lantern, a-stick, a-retreat.

Spirited ones that walk
The soul of my old dog gives back;
Glides by with me
& looks thru books colorfully ;
' I will see you ! '
Thy young dog
But to time & place goes far back at,
Anyways onto days like these
It is empty notes from below.
Somewheres at the dusk
Lets us press above
Gets thru here & now
& relaxes there without waves
My next full flower moon float'd,
in their pails I'll consider it.
Does they must see
Thus so real swell,
at that staircase climbs by
Arms of rose gardens
at warm spirals..rises new
Coming around the hills.