Theodora (Theo) Onken
Insanity's Vicious Corridors ~ - Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken
'Round Red Robin and his territory - - - - - -
We are 'stopped' by this bird on the 'wing'
Gathering 'chestnuts' for home and hearth, no!
While we all listen to Ms. Baez sing;
Learning more lessons in futility - with this group
Each day facing her cruelty and scissor cutting mind
'Intimidation' doctored with 'precious' fluff - yes, it's there
Into the light comes ' A woman extremely unkind';
Dark are her thoughts on so many things...
As she keeps very close track of we two
She's 'this close' to falling into the 'Rabbit Hole'
Yes, she's 'this close' to paying her dues;
So many years she never asked 'Alice'
If it was alright to manipulate, control and destroy...
Turning an honest days work into the most heinous
Destroying all of most peoples joy;
'Round Red Robin things are growing much warmer
Upon the once stopped wing he now does fly...
Out of the cradle is the cat with it's sharp claw! ! !
While in the background- we hear Ms. Baez sigh;
In this world of: The Butcher, The Baker, Candlestick Maker
Where brawn and intimidation are soon doomed!
Ugly, ugly thoughts still appear from her daily...
In her world where the daffodil once bloomed;
So many in her audience upon this World's Stage
But for all the vicious and very wrong reason's
Just ugly, morose, pencil stabbed photo's she shares
In this - her most brazen of 'Criminal Season';
Wonderland, oh Wonderland how you are painted today
In this connect the dot Psychopathic Brass Ring
As we all watch closely: The Red Robin & Spanish Moss next door
Soon, very soon, we predict this young bird shall sing;
By, Theodora Onken
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