This poem is a tribute to the unstoppable spirit of the muse immersing me in whimsy.
Juggernaut of Whimsy
It came out
Of know wear
As if
The whirled was over
Flowing
With hi spirits
An immense see
Giving me a tidal wave
Only to land
Shoring up a mountain
Of mirth
An indestructible berth
Flowering
With grave pass ability
From under won’s feat
Or lookout
Above
Teeming with aside weighs
As wheel turn
Into awe things new
Creation made write
