Dancing multicoloured wizards twirled

Flipping and rolling in the breeze

Colourful cartwheels screeching piercingly

Darting through green giants arms

Chatting, arguing filling the air with song

Melodies that surpass those of Beethoven and Brahms

Sweet and harsh like honey and vinegar, mixed with complete abandonment

Eastern, king and rainbows mixing at the same table

Walking, squawking all together talking

Just life on the seed line