Savor Each Moment

Whether a totally
tubular ordinary day, or...hmm...
perhaps at the
approach of yuletide,
one need not go

far and wide
across the webbed world
to experience being unified,
this quasi motto maxim of sorts
analogous to auld

sanity clause trailguide
motivates me to
seek if necessary
all the way to Telluride
to attempt Swiss-side

enlightenment with every stride,
thus please feel free
and clear to chat streamside
ideally at springtide,
yea your welcome, yes do

respond to this snide
loner if game to chess das side
to accompany this gadabout
(once pawn a time) rook
key nada so longfellow

wordsworth king rustler,
yup, who still attests
to occupy ringside
available vacancy for queenside
guest of honor, (gnome hatter

if ye happen tubby pride
full favoring an effeminate
poetic guy), also...provide
ding no aversion toward
this moon face planetwide,

Martian hood doth bleach blonde
his hair with peroxide,
this lapsed lose zoo lee
errant knight well,
that could pose a minor

drag) hubble restraint,
I would override,
but actually this ring
around the collar, (sans whiskey
perspiration at noontide),

drunkard, (that's when
my late morning gets broken)
yea...way offset from nationwide
conformity, nonetheless huff
fain tuff fellowship with me,

a chap who doth not arise
before the crack of noon
lest inside his noggin
oozes like a mudslide,
(which on May 31, 1889

washed away Johnstown, Pennsylvania),
the damn burst (like
a Led Zeppelin),
and roared down the mountainside
triggered (human sited) landslide

decimating, leveling, and uprooting,
every friggin gabled
house along hillside,
which essentially created massive graveside.