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Mice Aloft Summer Day Benediction
When they wanted to the parents
Would gather to run the town right
To disassemble the systems archaic
The ghosts of fathers
Eddying forth the decisions of sons
They gather profound wisdom
And teach it in schools
When they wanted to the teachers
Would gather to open young minds
To reassemble the analytic
And intuitive most in children
Scurrying from derision in playgrounds
Games and childish whim
While learning rules
When they wanted to children
Would gather to meadowy hills
Tumble down steep grassy rises
Boasting on windy days of their vision
Little children's tornados
In pockets deeply hidden
From prying eyes
When they wanted to playtoys
Would gather to shadowy boxes
Under the basement steps
Surprises from way past ways
The contingency plans
Make by mice aloft
In balloons at speed
