Is something you do while lying on your stem.
Much like me, some days.
Not today though – today It's the other way round.
Barring a frame, I'll choose to frame a bar.
Given that option on a Sunday. Or any day.
Right there, by the berm.
Glowing with hidden messages.
Didn't I tell you?
With only a minor footnote, sir.
(Hint: Check your shoe soles for more info.)
We'll throw in the other for free.
He's a little blue today.
But he's got his slither on.
Time for one mousnap.
Then decay for a while.
But remain connected to your air supply.
And mind the screws.
Which then climb down the tower and have breakfast.
Following that, they go for a swim.
And put a squirrel on your head.
On you it looks good.
I'm poking my own feathers.
Even while wet.