?My brain was stuck in neutral gear,
A fuzzy, slow, meandering smear...
In the quiet hum of the evening,
after the movie credits rolled...
Why did I lose my place?
Shucked from my swaddling cloth...
My dreams prick like a needle in the groin.
Phallus! now dangles like the ash on a spent...
The game of golf it must be said.
Should not be played, while your in bed...
They say I’ve got an OCD
But really, folks, I’m just so me...
I'd like to take you to the movies but they don't...
No pen, no paper but you still draw my attention...
Froggy friends frolic freely,
frolicking frogs fly fast and free...
Up in the morning, before crack of dawn.
Limbering up on, next doors front lawn...
Round, round, round it goes.
Where it ends, nobody knows...
I'm thinking about divorce,
I'm considering a discourse...
Dinsdale MacKillacoppy to poets, no doubt.
Is one hell of a name to bandy about...