It’s clear I’m standing on the Isle of Motherdom
given these three children hanging off my arms and feet
weighing the weight of the planet, at least.
The children look like dime-store bric-a-brac
The children look like dime-store bric-a-brac
since all that swings will squarely star-sparkle,
but more like missiles in size and expulsion intent.
but more like missiles in size and expulsion intent.
