233. LET THERE BE MASKS, sheep, though, alas

LET THERE BE MASKS — sheep, though, alas
haven’t got suction, fell off, the gas
just leaked out (to where?), the land wasn’t buried,
DAY FOUR hadn’t planned until — GET MY SECRETARY

filbert screamed, WHY HAS THIS SCHEDULE DEFINED (been)
a perfect storm (almost) of sheep ocean dying —
I TOLD YOU (he didn’t — but later it spilled is
in a best-selling tell-all WHAT GOD DIDN’T WILL IS)

scuba, so, failed, and the sheep were still sailing,
spitting, they’d got their lungs up, inhaled the
FABULOUS, NEW, it’s liquid for goop
god (i mean filbert the clam) had just poofed

LET THERE BE SPADES — not sure why, cause they
DON’T HELP NO-ONE, the earth’s not created,
but filbert is flying, he’s hopped up, he’s high on
whatever they clams give cardiacs spike with

finally BLADES, if useless, the page on
GOD’S OWN DICTIONARY, RHYMING arranged on —
lo, and the sheep were suddenly beached
when filbert the firmament ocean receded

the LOG TREK OF KNIVES was begun when the live
sheep had been shifted from those who had died,
for though sheep can breath (hold) twelve minutes, left
were ten (maybe fifteen) lobster to led

SHEEP JONAH WHALE, SHEEP MARCUS, DAVE,
SHEEP THAT GUY WHO THE HOLE WAS ENCAVED IN,
SHEEP MANY COLORS, SHEEP WHO ATE BROTHER,
SHEEP WITH THE HAIR HAD IT SHEARED OFF (HIS LOVER)

SHEEP SIX, SHEEP BRICKS, SHEEP BARMY, SHEEP TRICKS,
IF YOU SET HIM ON CASTERS HE ROLLS, SHEEP WITH TICKS
(LET THERE BE TICKS, said filbert, cause it’s
not a good name if it doesn’t exist)

the rest of the sheep are filler, for feed,
they’ll die on the journey, so name them (don’t need to),
but what they all had cause filbert the clam
got all of creation front (knives) to back
(cont.)