Mr Nephetson Poem by Stephen Nephetson

In a land of purple people
where the Octave owl hoots
Mr Nephetson stands thinking
In his lace up green fur boots
He ponders all around him
While gazing at the sky
and wonders if its likely
that he'll ever find out why

It always rains before a storm
Gnats wear slippers to keep warm
Rainbow trout see black and white
Octave owls stay up all night
People come and people go
Nothings whiter than the snow
Can the earth really be flat
Why a dog will chase a cat
Is this world all that it seems
Are we dreaming in our dreams
                                          'Who cares, who cares'
I hear you scream
'WHO CARES ABOUT HIS THOUGHTS '
'Fair enough' he answers
amidst his plates and pots
Yes
amidst his plates and pots