Porcelain

I discovered „Speed mania”
From category „lost treasures”
Life in a bubble
It better be like this
And in a forest a wolf sleeps
In a pond a pike overruns
In a den a hare
Breeds its offspring
When constellations at the sky
Move
Last mechanical clock
Strikes midnight
And a trumpeter trumpets bugle call
In city market booths
You can buy fresh bread
Or a porcelain prophet