Tide and Time

There were less and less
Bees that is
I’d hope they were on
Strike but they’d withered
And died in the hive
So there were less and less
Until they were gone
And with no phone
Booths how could
I make a collect call
Home when I was lost
Poor superman lost his
Cloak room there were
Less and less and then gone
I turned the knob on
The tv Saturday morning
No cartoons came
My cereal is soggy while
I search in vain
Under the couch
I told my niece I would
Find her mouse ball
To fix her mouse
She said, “what’s a mouse ball?”
Which is why I can’t fix
The mouse who lives in the
House that was prefabricated
Seven states away
Where beaches are washing
Away and we are
Less and less


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