The mad tea party

The moon was mooning
some crap white nosy song
The stars were staring
not on the red carpet
highheels and shotheads
The trees are treeing
so loud so leavy
the clouds would cloud out
breezy..
and only bees are still...only being
The mad tea party
delusions ilusions lipsticks
cups horizontal amber waves
I don't need coming back
the bees are being
so busy all the time
give me some honey, sugarpie
the landscapes are changing
and grass is grassy all day now
I'm aiming