Nonsensical Scribbles

The thoughts in my head flutter by
Like the sliver of intelligence in your eye,
Cheerfully it waves goodbye
As its eaten by that pie
In the corner.
Wait
Isn't that Horner's?
Shut up man,
You'll blow my cover
Of darkness.
What rhymes with ness?
Fis?
Lis?
Bliss?
Marital bliss of the honeymoon couple
Interupted by the pina colada trying to double
His money.
On red I'll place a grande grand
Black 17
Well fuck me!
Pretty please,
With a cherry on top?
Oh come now,
Don't be such a tease,
I only aim to please.