Ride my ecstasee-saw

Cutting teeth on ripping 

Tips and dipping valleys

See so many seasons

Rise and fall and winter

Springs to summer's sailing

Sunny climes sublimely

Climbing falling swirling

Down through seven circles

To the darkest depths

An apocheir with no one

No one there but you and

Bubbles bursting upwards

Cork released a feast

Awaits yet at the summit

Plummet sliding slopes of 

Greasy groping fingers

Clawing growing reaching

Upwards lifting starwards

Flying soaring sunburst

Glowing burning blazing

Gravity suspended 

Rendered obsolete I'm 

Over-flowing full 

Replete but somehow floating 

Ever floating never 

Coming down a see 

Without a saw a -yo 

A -yo a -yo a -yo