Have you ever never sometimes
been flying in a dream
across a lake of jelly
when you hear a distant scream?
Could it be a monster –
or the echo of your voice?
And being never sometimes
you have to make a choice!
Do you fly toward the trouble,
be it theirs or be it yours,
encountering the terrible
never sometimes of a horror?
That’s the way of dreaming
as I have realized –
when waking in a pool of drool
while adjusting my eyes—
Of all the never sometimes
that I have lived to see
it’s The Never Sometimes monster
who always frightens me.
So now when I go dreaming
adventuring for miles –
I carry both my waking eyes
in my travel vials.
So if The Never Sometimes
should ever rise and roar
and try to eat me for a treat
I’ll drop my vials on the floor.
And my eyeballs will be rolling
around his feet and there will see
that I am but dreaming
The Never Sometimes eating me.