Lydia's Fall

WATCH LYDIA FALL! HAHA
She CARTWHEELS! CARTWHEELS! Down the slope and
SPLASH
She’s SPOT AND SPLOT and CRASH AND CRASH AND CRASH
All those paper planes! All those picnic tables- gone!
What will become of you, fair Lydia’s lover?
What comfort now will hold the stars, that blink
Despite no longer blink her eyes.
What a crying shame you flew that kite TONIGHT!
And with SUCH carelessness
No more no more for EVER more HAHA
No more thinking about orange tictacs or staring at the moving clouds
No more gazing at her cleavage and making her POUT!
And making her SHOUT!
And making her COME!
COME UNDONE! Haha
WATCH LYDIA FALL AND NO NO WINGS
NOT FLY!!