You say, that rhyme makes you want to come back and read again.
This has never been the way for me.
Sometimes I rhyme, but usually quite accidentally,
though my mind's been trained to go for shock value.
A wise man once told me to write in order to make people think.
For a while I did that but that's not always fun.
This little duel is all about entertainment.
*plays the dueling banjos on two harps at once*
I can play an instrument here!
This...mind...you say I have one? You say we're inside it?
I'll pull off a piece of my brain, toss it against the wall
and see if it's cooked yet. I've been a bit...feverish today.
My world of poetry has been turned upside down.
I was always taught to take things seriously
and here I am spinning a world full of strange, strange creatures,
even stranger than me.
I hope you don't mind, I brought some friends along for the
ride.
They smile at the places you've dragged me into
they even smiled at the thought of marmalade being blue,
and if i play cheeseball sometimes
I guess it doesn't hurt to do it with rhymes
I don't know how long my rhyming will last
although rhyming dictionaries are vast
I just don't think this gets my point across
it seems something is always lost
and the rhymes cover up the point I was trying to make
I walk around in my mind just for a while
trying to find a word to rhyme with make
bake...cake...fake...jake...lake...rake...stake...take...wake...
oh screw this, i'll never find the right one
and rhyming messes with my fun
so you stick to your way and i'll stick to mine
and every once in a while throw in a half-rhyme
I wonder if anyone else has followed us into this world.
Don't take offense at my reference to mess,
this world is messy it's true, but messy is often the most fun.
The best part of mud pies comes from the mud, the best part of gardening
is playing in dirt, and the way to know a kid really had fun is by exactly
how much dirt
covers him when the day is done.
We will be covered by words and by phrases by the time this is through
and those who followed us in here won't return unscathed.
Perhaps they will think about purple elephants having tacos for dinner
and though they might not realize it, the elephants roam free in
this world. Unfortunately, they carry hand guns to shoot off the
chainsaw-toting mice.
I'll put the lid on the teacup to keep your mouse safe
and give you some blue marmalade to go with your bread...
and wander off in search of mountain dew mixed with pepsi
try to shake out all this junk in my head