On Our Way Today We Do A Little Xylomancy Play!

Xylomancy is on the table today. It should be fun to do at my bay. It is the art of defining the past, present or future through the shape of a twig. I guess it beats the dung of a pig.


 So these twigs say,The future is in disarray.See it is one big mess.You saw that, confess.
Or maybe the past went boom.It was all doom and gloom.Those aliens came with the probe,They got all ancient humans across the globe.

 This one states today,You will have something to say.Just look at the comments below!Yippee, I'm right at my show.
But it also says to me,That tomorrow you will come to my sea.There you will have your say.Damn, I'm good at this at my bay.

 This one says in the future cats will fly.We will soar through the sky.Our tails will just spin.I consider that a win.
But it says your past sucks.You got pecked by ducks.They ate all your bread.You cried all night in bed.

 This one states stay away.It holds bees that cause dismay.You will get stung from foot to ass,If you try and trespass.
It also says the past was great,For those with an outlaw trait.They went to fight at high noon.While tumbleweeds danced under the moon.

 And finally we have a sunny day.What more can it really say?There will be sun.Go out and have some fun.
But the future has rain.That is just a pain.And you'll leave your window down too.That was not very smart of you.
There we are you have just been xylomancy-ed at my bar. Did you see what I saw? If no, it is okay you have such a flaw. Just keep trying your xylomancy skills. One day you can do it to pay the bills. Now I will eat a twig like bass because they are so tasty to my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.