.mysteries. Poem by jessie warren

Seaman green and under the sea
beneath bushels of tea.

Lies the mysteries of our abc's
through life long tendencies.

Our paths are paved inside our minds by telepaths
while inside their own mudbaths.

Our thoughts are converged into juggernauts
lifted up by astronauts.

Our lives are sharpened by knives
over time in case of the emergency that we get hives.

But in the end, we must attend
because you always have one friend.

Seaman green and under the sea
beneath bushels of tea.

Lies the mysteries of our abc's
through life long tendencies.