Pleases Me Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

that those echoes have colored me and my doings....
a joyous confirmation......
.and
there were attempted robberies....
.I had to drown the perpetrators in pancakes and pinwheels..
..left 'em spinning in syrup and huckleberries...
.threw 'em a rope, of course....
.the ones that shook like laughing dogs in the sunlight...
ran
through the sprinkler.....
......they were the keepers.....
and
soon
wore bells and sashes of their own......
in an intimacy
of shouted whispers
small and large princes tracked to the wheelhouse...
.received
their
badges......shared their music.........the rafters sure as hell did ring.....!