“Easy O”

I grew lo garden in a poem.

In that garden there was creation.

Ee-see-e-I-Oh!

Tubas blow, ee-i-ee-io-owe.

E-i-y-0- none is null.

ei-ei-O.

The sky is very low.

EE-i-o-know!

The winds will blow.

Me-i-me-i grow…

The time ain’t about to go.

Meanie, eeenie minus moe.

Stub your finger on a toe.

Eenie-mini-minie-moe.

I could really use a forested snow.

E-I-E-I-O.

If it squalors let it blow.

e-I.E-iE-Oh–alphabets flow, figures go.

Repeats I Know.

Enie-meanie-high is low.

This is something everybody didn’t already know.

EE-I-ee-ie-i-oh!

High is low?

Meenie-eeny-miny-mo.

The moon didn’t glow.

Sunshines stop and go.

Ee-ie-i-did you show?

Though ee-i-e-i-e-i owe.

Time doesn’t know where to go.

It’ll cease as I grow.

Thoughts think shallow hollow.

Enni-e-i-ee-i-o.

Teeny Weenie Tambourini.

Got caught at the 5th grand jamboree.

E-I-E-I-O.

Now is the time for all to go.

Eenie-meanie-minus-null.

Love to listen to a lull.

Did the ship lose it’s hull?

As above a flying gull.

Nothing will always be a positive null.

Jon Billet