I learned from the jungle things
and went on a Galactic goose chase in the universe
looking for something that made me feel wild.
But alas I only came to Milky Ways
and mild mannered stars caught in the middle of havoc.
But I still looked all over the Galaxy for wild things.
Until I looked for timid things.
Like the grass and trees that made me feel so strange and vivid.
So much more free then the stars let me be.
Summer time shade made my smile feel like jagged edges
that were having their way with a ship.
The rhyme of the working mans whistle
made me feel like I was what he was working for.
that he is going to reap what I sowed.
because I am a wild thing.