Oh the places that i go

You love me so

Ice cubes in your ears

The red onion peels

And the feet leave the ground

Ashes in your hair

Dizzy miss dizzy

Walking the wall of China

Into the world of bricks

Trusting in the brick bracks

And the golden gun

Here is something fun

Stuffed and almost dead

Pinned down like a painting

All the giant halls in the museum

And you were believing

It was just another mirror

A mere reflection

That nothing was within

That could come with out

Perhaps an easy soup to make

Or from a coloring book

Or an amazing cloud

The moon spins

Water swimmers

Into the shower full of soap.