by Jeremy Wayne Couch
The walls are blue
not a pretty color
The kittens mew
They have lost their mother
Mother may I
May I fly
May I leap into the sky
and never fall, and never die
They're making a sequel to "Fantasia"
"But Mickey will never
fit back into that costume."
Tori is singing "Yes, Anastasia"
I hope you are comfortable in the tomb
Mother may I
May I fly
May I leap into the sky
and never fall, and never die
You're making the rabbits push the cart
their forced labor
warms your heart
What strange, unnatural behaviour
Mother may I
May I fly
May I leap into the sky
and never fall, and never die
Lacey is chasing the Little People
Bradley has knocked the angel
down from the steeple
Her body lies in a strange, unnatural angle
Mother may I
May I fly
May I leap into the sky
and never fall, and never die
Pegasus is lovely, but much too small
to carry my burdens away
"You've been careless,"
says the clock on the wall
"and lost another day."
Mother may I
May I fly
May I leap into the sky
and never fall, and never die
Here in the house of gloam
the walls are blue--not a pretty color
Searching its cluttered rooms I roam
looking for my mother