Old yoken.

The last time i checked the time 

It was nineteen fourty limes

Birds overhead were flying higher

Than the juggling rings that

Could have lasted Longer 

than holiday’s spent island 

boxing with dogs 

Shaking brandy jingles 

Drinks called iguana 

No Yule log like a old yoken  

Hanging from the alpine tree

Xing jump started by poultry bone’s 

Making Promises of bowling  

yosemites adventures 

To see the square delights 

Swung to the cradle of swing 

as rags make your timeline 

Moving to Rango fifths 

Too midnight riffing Siskin 

Delving into satsuma planets 

Whereabouts this time last