2 Flowing Ones

The Rotation Click
With a lime in the music
Focus in my mind
I sway to the locust
And rotate on time
Lady like sarcastic
Melted snoopy plastic
I quick slay lines in ink
Double layered chapstick
Practically the prime
Lit rhyme green on the rapstick
Realign with the lime
A steam room bogus
And my infrared rhymes
With the reap of the locust
I rotate on time.

Slothbish Elemento Vee
I can relate like moss to the tree sloth
With bunches of mixable munchies
I daily cross the green line with a gloss
And quoth the raven made of clay
The crunches and the crack of truncheons
Glossy-eyed unlost in heat or frost
On June 6th, even on a salty bluefish day
Power up rock and roll chakra's ghost
The melody tickles that giggles the sloth
Couching in the trees, gripping moss
Falling into sauce and it's oceanic sway
In a salty bluefish way, in the sea's erratic toss
The lazy tree couch creature who never stopped fighting
Found his calling in the water
And proved to be Titan.