Punctuation Marks

Orange cream cookies, crumbs in a plastic bag The colt runs like me, amniotically clad You take off your sweater & swiftly fold it in your lap It's not one of the ones I bought you. Why is that She grits her teeth and growls: I'll bite you And I even thought it through I say: sure. Giving her the go ahead to nosh on me like her favorite food Or leave it alone like we usually do. I go to clean the office almost forgot to disarm the alarm Pain shoots up my leg and then I think about your arms Then I imagine you lifting me upside down like a bully at their park And all the lyrics fall from my pockets - and I'm left with just punctuation marks The Ellipsis... Just hangs me out to dry The Exclamation! Hails a riled up cry The comma, it's a pause in our timeline The Question? Makes me wonder why The hyphen- It could make us collide But the apostrophe's meaning isn't ever mine The Period. To the finish, To July