A Title Proper Poem by James McLain

Queens and Furies all speak dust.
Tarts of sugar leap in guttered shoes
to sleep.
Fleeing felons TB shows so sad the
ending knows no other way.
Plastic tonsils last a life time.
Children never steal square quarters
machines wont work at shcool.
Quails always nest in my comforter then
I beat them..
Sheep never need a hair cut as I raise
them in my sleep.
Poo is always delicious as it never comes
out the same way.