Today's Napowrimo Prompt invokes the rhythm and sound of children's games. Here is something something close to that.
if. and then
(when?) when.
still.sense.tells.me
clapalong, clap...along
(shimmy sham [bimbam])
yep.
my-parents-told-me-to-trust-the-finer-institutions-that-uphold-everyday-life-and-
then-they
taught-me-how-to
[fire that slingshot!]
slingshot?
slingshot!
[fire that slingshot!]
hit the mark
right in the middle.
watch it fall down
now we're fit as a fiddle
sense. it told me,
(no) sense
but the senseless
[yeah, well]
my-parents-told-me-to-stock-the-pantry-with-canned-goods-and-freeze-dried-ice-cream-then
-they-went-to
[fire that pistol?]
pistol!
(pistol!)
now-we-got-ourselves-a-situation
and. all. we. do. is.
clapalong. clap...along
[fire that missile]
wait, we had that missile?
(yeah, pay attention)
right, sorry.
and-when-we-clap-we-clap
off
rhythm.
but.we.still.
clapalong. clap...along
fire that rocket
straight to--the sun?
to the sun!
yeah, sun's how it's done.
looking straight at the sun.
sense, it told me.
[no sense wasn't talking]
(will you just let him talk)
[finnnnnneeeee]
now-it's-time-for-dinner-and-I'm
going home.
[typical]
