Be the rock,
not the stone.
No reason for war,
Lest your not alone.
Heavy hearts might pray,
Helping hands always say.
Happy hindsight hardly mind,
Heavens helps hardly find.
Beetroot juices swirling round,
Celery sticks caught and found
Swaths of suites standing by,
That one wouldn’t hurt a fly.
Flailing fishes staring back,
Oceans gone all out to attack.
Yellow bellied bullock balls,
Jasper’s the one who knows the cause