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The lumpy situp baby  It spit-up
 fell forward    a'gooed the carpet
argued with the carpet, the nanny, the gravity,
and Observing Cat

Righted, It yammered fistily, with tummyslaps,
bacon-wrapped umbrage taken

Nanny smoothed baby's perfect 'do, perfect feck,
squished fruity close
murmurmurmur pi-i-i-i-neyapple smi-i-iley smellsack
 whi-i-iney crabby babbybellback......

Lumpy situp baby glows
Lava lamp slumps up
yellow bubbles over
Better better better go
better butter batter bow
meter martyr mutter mo'

Lumpy baby loves you so

Digging in

Today I Dug
Through earth and sea and fell into a new world.

Everything turned around
Made of light and air.

One day you will find this
At the end of the world.

I snap out of it.

"Wow," I say.

I turn off the TV and forget my lord of the rings marathon dream.

I arrange a meeting
Held at a very large farm
In the middle of the afternoon
Me Myself, and I

Wasting no time I begin to speak
For I know my attention span
And must get the main points in

Before I wander off
To see what is happening
Everywhere else, except for here
Which seems quite unextrodinary

I wind up in a nursery
Watching the young dads through the glass
I am reborn
With the eyes of this child

Bearing into me wondering
If I was able to communicate to myself
Just why I am here
And what I am about

Show me the way, the child seems to be saying
I see into your heart, am I to be so confused
Wondering each day as to my purpose
Always doubting my existence?

Back at the farm
The walls sigh with relief
Resolutions for the future bright
Sense of purpose restored.

As I consider the place in the room
Where the nursery would be
Filled with light and life
Awoken by the image of hope.