What an ingenious device
Boredom encompasses my time
I dont know what I should do
Indulging a moment of your time
Seldom the breeder of lies
But you wont believe that its true
They take to the sky
Southbound pachyderm
Pinholes through cardboard
At the sun
Passing the bucks by one by one
Leaving nothing in return
Watching the majest blow past
Speculating which will be the last
Savoring my piece of pie
And there is no reprise
Theyre filling the sky
Southbound pachyderm