Listen To The Voice That Speaks Inside

Once I Spoke The Language Of The Flowers,once I Undrestand Each Word The Caterpillar Said,once I Smiled In Secret At The Gossip Of The Starlings.

The Hens They All Cackle, The Roosters All Beg, But I Will Not Hatch, I Will Not Hatch. For I Hear All The Talk Of Pollution And War As The People All Shout And The Airplane Roar, So I'm Staying In Here Where It's Safe And It's Warm, And I Will Not Hatch!

I Said, "i'll Take The T-bone Steak." A Soft Voice Mooed, "oh Wow." And I Looked Up And Realized The Waitress Was A Cow. I Cried, "mistake--forget The The Steak. I'll Take The Chicken Then." I Heard A Cluck--'twas Just My Luck The Busboy Was A Hen. I Said, "okay No, Fowl Today. I'll Have The Seafood Dish." Then I Saw Through The Kitchen Door The Cook--he Was A Fish. I Screamed, "is There Anyone Workin' Here Who's An Onion Or A Beet? No? Your're Sure? Okay Then Friends, A Salad's What I'll Eat." They Looked At Me. "oh,no," They Said, "the Owner Is A Cabbage Head.

Listen To The Voice That Speaks Inside

I Am Writing These Poems From Inside A Lion.