Hat offs. 

If I should run too who would 

I write and where would I hide 

When the first place they’d  look

Is the firkin i kept in plain sight

When there was no where 

too sleep 

And these walls look tired 

As my eyes 

And If I should hum where should I climb 

When The library shelfs look full 

of taxidermy Crustaceans 

And the nutcracker albi is a 

Albino alligator drinking 

limelight In Chicago.