there is that not cap on your middle feeth
there’s the walk the walk back
the hop forward
the for war
the hop for ward
the hop for war
and then dance to find.
finally shoo you can sit doen for a minute
then she / he / they come again
and it’s time to move again;
pretty soon you’ve done the bus’s work;
and now with all that wailing you’re charged into extra:
a wrestle of pushes and it’s back to the normal zone.
in perhaps second or could become second b/g color: The Ear is Seat