I darn the darksome parts of you,
You darn the darksome parts of me;
We win-win-win.
'Till something like a quilt accrues,
All patch of me and swatch of you;
We wrap up in.
Sow a sparrow tree love
With crying birds for fruit
O sow a sparrow tree.
W.C. Woods you dress in galoshgreen
And trim your topiary birds and topiary bees.
Jules bring your jars of shells
And bring a volume of your pet ghost's poetry.
Don't you try to hide it from me!
Sow a sparrow tree love
With crying birds for fruit
O sow a sparrow tree.
Martha my dear and Frances my bliss
And my favorite Frost
We'll wear our long, wise, whitebeards
And when betrothed one+two+three+four
We sisterwives will ride on one white bike
The speed of a quail.
Then we'll stand upright,
One on each white side of a whale wishbone
And tug-of-war our weight on braided marrow.
Rebecca they sent us twin red-headed boys,
So let's dress them all their days in turquoise.
I hope you find your ambergris.