A plain wall is what you see,
but a canvas for painting
it will be for me.
I take out my tools –
cans of paint. They are
snakes that spray out venom
and I’m the snake charmer.
My painting begins.
It looks good. It looks abstract.
It turns out great.
‘Wow. Beautiful,’
Was all I could call it.
The world thinks I engage
in vandalism. But then,
do I have another canvas?
I’d start with a teaspoon of goofy-ness
a jug of friendliness
half a tea spoon of arguments
a sack of caring
and 90000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 sacks
of happiness
I’d mix them well in a pot
and there you go.
So many friends.
splash, splosh, that’s the waterfall
crystal clear
shining in the sun
never fear
making white waves
the beautiful waterfall
To make joy
begin with a dash of happiness
then add a spoonful of friendliness
put in half a cup of caring
mix well
there!
Now you know the recipe for joy
To day after I came back from school
I saw an Army van across the road
It had a zombie flag