The Sassy Acorn Cup Of Coffee

Looking down, at, Say

What the worm's under twisted spun the story away

On waves of apples

Passes, goes, leaves, breezes, does a bit

Hook and reel nowhere bent

So happy, to encourage to be, thyself see, if,

Laid back on the back of a turtle's voice clouds lay down

Needs currents

What beseems, Says, the least stood will be

For free, a flower flings roots

Drifting along softly

The middle discovers big surprises, purposes evoked on hard

A little lucky charm you are dew

Looking, digging, deeper sea

Ever, while, still possible, a vast shell we have

Awaiting for a bell to slow claps

the last acorn before Winter

Turns around on

The sassy acorn cap of thorns hollows

The sassy acorn cup of coffee in there lilies soon holds