Random (II)



Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’—

My logic’s decomposin’—

My neurons all are strollin’

Out the nearest door.


Sanity’s erodin’,

My brain is overloadin’,

And why’s that llama yodelin’

In aisle twenty-four?


The squirrels are wearin’ neckties,

The ducks have formed a band,

I just mistook my shoelace

For a federal command.


Stranded in the restroom—

No TP in the stall—

My dignity went skydiving

Without a plan at all.



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