Donna Nietche and Her Super Race of Kickboxing Uber Parrots

Would you like a drink of water

From the fountain of youth?

Can I show you a laughing statue

And a magic mirror?

Down dubious halls, passed fatuous faces

We'll follow coloured lanterns to distant

Doorways and rooms

There are joke-shop ink spills and cinema snow

Hollow novels containing guns and flasks

Dwarves and winged horses

Costumes and masks

False mustaches and noses

Artificial roses

Tall stories and truthful admissions

Prophecies, dreams, and visions

Jack-in-the-boxes, flip books

And pictures in the air

Anything that I can think of

You'll find in here

But don't ask me to explain

Everything

Not everyone accepts the invitation to

Come inside

But if you like a good mystery

You'll enjoy the ride