DELIRIOUS DRIVEL #213

IN PLAIN SIGHT

Where to conceal one’s great stash
while fleeing a lawful crash?
There’s no time for balderdash
nor smoking Oregon ash.
Seek a wicked churning splash
where thieves are easily smashed
but I’m safe from wild backlash.

Evolution created the perfect cache,
where it matters not one’s political sway
only his tremendous physical display.

Where ethereal melodies crash
and diaphanous deities thrash,
where raging deep verdant green threads lash,
misty tendrils of smoke churn to ash.
Such awesome safe keeping for my stash
no great policemen shall find my cash
among this watery-frothy cache.

MONORHYME
Delirious Thoughts from Madasahatter572 😉