Fools Wisdom Poem by Floy Dy Ra Aka Floyd Floydson

When I was a fool
learning all the rules
playing with insanity
and absence of mind
finding creative words
to feed the blind
my playground has grown
leaving the madness alone
reflecting all doubts
in question-marks and faults
the answers in double points
and dash - for train of thought
waiting behind the next slash
singing phrases with English style
amusing myself for a proper while
regarding all listeners as my guests
telling the newest nonsense before I rest
grimace everyone with my happy laughter
have to hold my belly faster
not to betray - who laughs last
...and not...'after'
...no one would say.

(c) Floyd Floydson,08/18/2012