This is what it is all about. Poetry, writing, self-expression, art is all about play and observation. The poem felt like it was written because he wanted to write it not because he had to do it. I love, "Crazily, hastily, and hurriedly leaving their tales behind them." Now I'm guessing he meant "tails" not "tales" but I think the misspelling works. Or maybe he meant it that way.