Poem / Tail Chasing 😺🤑🌹

Running, running, here I Go.
To catch my tail but I'm so Slow
And lagging, dragging, my Behind
To try to catch up with my Mind.

Tripping, falling on my Tongue.
That is often too igh-Strung,
Dropping words I have to Eat.
And spitting them upon my feet.

Keeping up with things Today.
Is harder than my words can Say.
For every time I think I've Won,
There I fall down on my Bun.

My body's old, my mind is Young;
Upon a cloud, my dreams are Hung.
And so if you should see me Cry,
You will know the cloud's passed By.

Slower, slower, now I Go.
Like Wisconsin winters in the Snow,
So if you want to walk with Me,
You'll have to slow down or carry Me.

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