Hundred Acre Woods

The little ghost boy Michael-

Holds the bronze shiny pocketwatch-

Checks the time again-

Even though there is no time-

And he’s just psychotic-

and keeps expecting a time with no time-

He forgets that yet again-

as his attention diverts to the berry pie beautiful on the table-

and he goes over-

on the grassy hill-

and stands aside the sideways table-

with the berry pie-

in the tin pan-

and licks his lips-

like a hungry little ghost boy-

and says to the pie-

“You’ll be mine now”

The pie tin is left messy on the table-

as he goes about another adventure-

and finds baby squirrels following thier mother-

and follows the squirrels-

trotting along the grassy roads in his tights and attire-

like some silly admant prince baby-

on yet another adventure-

it seems christopher robin has lost every marble