if I were a robber,
I would breakdance
all the time,
but if I were a monster,
I would fall in love.
If I were the color red,
I would sing the goods
and try to live long,
but if I were blue,
I would be a common criminal.
If I had sunflower petals
in my black boots,
I would walk with verve,
but if I were stomping the moon,
I would be weather where times tell.
If I were a fat bird,
I would not fly,
for laziness and lethargy,
but I would also be a gangster
with 15 closets to my johnston.