I tip-toed into a lovers blizzard, <br />camouflaged myself into a rose, <br />danced with a white candle, then <br />fell to the ground into a laughing <br />fit, <br />I flaped my arms as wings, used <br />my feet as ores, pointed to the <br />heavens, and the lord said, sorry <br />david, but this is the real deal, <br />not your home, <br /> <br />then i fell to the ground into a <br />laughing fit, and thought, hes right, <br />this isnt my home....<br /><br />DAVID GERARDINO<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/laughing-fit/
