Once Upon A Time!

Sitting on the wooden sofa,
A old mine self outside,
Sick sitting near the shagged mantle,
I recoil witty himself willing,
Me now nimble nay him bubbling,
It was like the dong of the bell,
Brownish of the white letters,
Of the Once Upon a time.

I edge my feet forward,
There he stretches his for new strike,
Ditto, I watched myself go away,
Me now olden grace off my nurture being,
To go to the field of pursuit.
Where I recounted the steps and strapping,
Life is once upon a time.

Update of then and current days,
I go fly away for pleasure,
Hanging around friends leisurely,
The women, weed and wine gourmets,
Now, alone with my age eyes,
If the door cracks...I stretch my eyes,
I need companions now,
Then, pals flocked crescent
Of purpose ,  pestilence,
Of Tasks , revelry.

If day breaks...we deck the rails,
If day blossom...we beam the lights,
When the nights...we are fate pretenders, Believe we wherewithal wisdoms,
Of the hustle tracks, posteriors
Our eyes not counting our ages!
To know backwards steps recede,
Now, once upon a time.

Kilt the kill...kite the bat...
Of young eyes kitting brighting,
Into wool flanels cues necks,
Imagine tricks now tit-bits,
Of Talking off the points,
Of the next species gasping,
To go haywire headlong,
While I the now garb wary,
Seeing from far off the stake perch.
Of upon the time.