Pinnacle

I had to reach the pinnacle

My intentions quite rabbinical

So I rode a road up a mountainside

I braved the rocky roads on my yellow Vespa

My headphones blasted Moody Blues

I think it was their "Best Of..."

My scooter got a flat

'Cause the mountain's rocks were sharp

But I was on a mission - my purpose not some lark

I sought the Ten Commandments,

Or maybe Noah's Ark

And so I climbed with gusto

Rising higher without stop

I was disappointed

When I reached the top

Because I found not one

Of the relics that I seek

I looked into the distance

To see them on a nearby peak

I stomped my feet in anger, feeling like a sap

Should've paid more than 50 cents for my map

I stomped my feet so hard

That I went and sealed my fate

Now I fall flailing - aiming for a mountain lake

-DeRicki