Monday, August 30, 2010
Where the Wild Things Are
We miss you already.
You were the best king we ever had.
How did you learn that trick of
staring into all our yellow eyes at once?
We've been doing the wild rumpus every night,
but it's not the same without you.
I know you sent us to bed without supper
sometimes, but we know it was for our own good.
Half of us have voted to build a boat and
come visit you--the other half have decided
that showing our terrible claws is enough.
So keep an eye out for us, we may
get there in a year or two. We smell
good things to eat on the wind over the sea.