The paper cup

[Keanumoreira]

The sun goes down and the sun comes up,

Round and round the paper cup,

Through the ears of a barking pup,

Around and about but never stuck.

 

Innocent as the biting bees,

Here it comes and then it flees,

Up and over between my knees,

Escaping with its taunting tease.

 

Through the grass and with the leaves,

Sing me a lullaby if you please,

Drifting and dancing across the seas,

And back again to the hands of me.

 

It's off again with my simplest sneeze,

Carried away by the summer breeze,

Up and over the shivering trees,

Back in time for a lunch-time tea.

 

Where does it go-no one sees,

It's always here and then it's free,

Easy as my ABC's,

United again, just us we.

Edited June 25, 2011 by Keanumoreira