I once knew this Professor named Mallow
Professor Mallow, not mellow he no know
Stole the dream of a Marshmallow
The Marshmallows, they became distracted by the contraption
Escaped smores--stopped smushing themselves into taffy
For they became hopelessly, forever, happy
Watching themselves watch themselves watch themselves,
At the movie theatres
Fluffy white rows couched in red velvet seats
—sleeping, dreaming
You know? Like marshmallows do!
They closed their eyes to red tank tops that read:
"Not for you!"
YOU ARE READING
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RandomThis is weird, unclassifiable stuff. Much of it centers around technical satire. There's some dream fiction in here also and a variety of experiments with the fictional writing structure and theme.
