Waiting through other's dreams,
Listening to other's drone, and drone
And drone, but not fly
in the sky
Like drones, and drone like
bees in the yard,
Hovering over landscapes too dry for grass,
luscious grass,
just scrapple grass,
Droning on, not like
Amazon deliveries
In their own lanes,
Just unhappy tales,
Of blah-dy blah
Blah-dy blah blah blah.
Drones.
make your own drones filled
make your own drones filled with happy memories
ron parrish
For Sure
Definitly