by Bebe Zeva
Nosy is Oed with a face and a head,
Adam’s eyes guide his body and feet
Inside is Id, in ye sod of his bid,
Who in ode to his mode minds The Seat
Edward is Eddy, rolling pitch yawing steady,
Meting out metadata imbuəd
All the knowledge he takes edifies what he makes,
Flowing futurewise into the fluid
Ideas of Id become deeds that Oed did,
But Eddy is ready advancing
Churning quick radii, of the field, he’s sadai,
Turning dye into undulate dancing
Bebe Zeva is a writer and former child star from Las Vegas @BebeZeva