I am not the big cheese cake

Make no mistake about that

Just the poet guy keeping high

Just somebody who writes

At the hill above the sky

Laughter is my water

If that is critical for notes

Have a great white shark

I am trying to get a dog

Yet now am a kitty friend

Lands open their lampoons

Irks to leave the stampede

It has a zombie lacking

Sweet tangerine turning

For the planet is new juice

As if clouds hit the wind

Rumbling crows move!