GREG WILLIAMSON
A Dream Song
Him dreamed up Henry. Uh oh. The plot thickens.
Miss Apron ask them what they wants to drink,
and Henry's seeing doubles
in the smoky mirror. Parched as the dickens ,
they raise them spirits and them sp irits sink.
And you th ink you got troubles;
they running a ghosttown here. The shades is soiled,
With hatted Henry gotten up
to
sing
o
frolicsomes 0 fi-iends
o
dears now bottoms up. How he be foiled.
A little yearning is a dangerous thing,
He dotes; all's well that ends.
Wine, women
&
song: shots in the dark, and he
will pay, poor Henryman, will have to pay
for damage to the smoke
and mirror. The book on Henry closed, I see.
What come of him? of Henry? Henry say .
- Mr. Bones, you broke.
DEBORAH TALL
Children's Beach Museum
Just beyond the beach
where sea turtles
lay their eggs by moonlight
this time of year
