Clothes for Twelve People and One Velvet Ant

A jacket for you and for
All your dozen giant friends
For no good reason but fun—

This is not an honest poem,
Not a work of anything,
Slam! Slam!  After flexes so what?

After flexes, then there’s this,
And this is here to show off
What you can do with a light

Touch steering the wheel of life,
Known for a heavy hand at life.
Didn’t you enumerate a dozen,
No number enumerated?