Poetry from the book {The Lion and the Sun} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

Red red pine, Red red pine, all the time

Red red pine, watch you grow, watch you sow

Little kids playing in the cold water of Lake Superior

Women with their boobies hanging out

A sheep dog on the beach licks the sun tan lotion off my legs

Lady says she needs a few squares, they've nailed the outhouse shut

We look at shipwrecks down below as well as horny mermaids and sea monkeys

We pile the kayaks in a layer cake and melt them till they turn into gooey fun flavored bunnies

The tour boats race by, give wakes, and never see anything

A peregrine falcon hits a seagull tears him apart in front of a table of five at the Dogpatch

You do not feed the hungry, you do not feed the mean

The sand consumes the corpses, the ticks and flies eat those that cannot flee in their giant metal boxes with wheels.

Poetry from the book {The Lion and the Sun} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas