Waiting... By ChiAn Perhaps harder than rock sugar, Waiting. What are we waiting for? I was waiting for your comments, Afraid that you may have discovered The truth about Ma Maya, Day and night, I was worried about the reception, What does she think? I heard the ant ask, Perched on ma nails, driven into ma heart, I thought, ma ma heavens, Why didn't she write, for I waited no less devotedly, Why didn't she call, for I waited no less religiously, Is she playing the fool? Am I a court jester? So, I cut an impromptu session, for the deaf, And pictures I will send, for the blind, They should reach you pretty soon, And to be frank, I'm dying. I cannot wait to meet ya, ma gummy bunny