spot the pard
More opinions on the gravity of the world.
At the most we throw and stroll,
and at the least, spot our tracks
in the dust of the trail.
The majority among us are less effective.
Like the birds that pick at the dining table centerpieces,
mimicking Hooter girls with Shooter Specials,
a sling-shot route to the world's tallest zero gravity ride.
Meanwhile in La-La Land, a stuffed baby leopard scales my thigh.