Just stop and look
Bells and hooks
Pushed on the margins
Is a Holt Avenue dream
Pushing ninety nine live things
Coming to California for the
Sunshine and get a pocketful of rain
Take that sunshine
Climb into my thoughts of bells
Liberty bell on AM PM
Drifting in and out
Like a cold ice cream
Ice trots in and steps
Back wallets turn to purses
Where she is at
