A Retreat Delight
Forgive me good sir for I am late.
Don’t worry poor boy it’s not a date.
Ha ha, I know, it’s just, well a must.
Again, don’t fret he’s already dust.
Huh? I’m confused what are we doing?
Oh yes, I forgot to tell the pursuing.
Sir, I am not privy to these ideas.
Yes you are. You are here, all ears.
But sir, I don’t want to be involved.
You already were, you kid evolved.
No, this is very wrong and I must tell.
But if you do, you’ll become the smell.
You’re mad. You’re insane. You are.
Too late poor boy look at that star,
For now you must rest it’s so bright,
Enjoy the time in a retreat delight.
