Something is missing. I forgot what it is.
Not you not this or that.
It’s true I’m living for a movement.
Get off the toilet, Jack!
But my name ain’t Jack or Jill.
I’m thinking where I am.
A barracuda bit my tail.
Where did it come from?
Splash! Imagine that!
Was it nothing or a big one?
No, it’s a gas attack!
I’m sitting you on my laptop.
If you believe that you’re a fiction.
But I tell you I feel the friction!
A long one and it’s lumpy.
Let me ponder that one.
Enough of that.
I’m light and blue.
And I’m thankful for this.
And you should be Moooo!
Even if stinkers are present
stand up and face them with a smile.
That laptop! Where did it go?
O it’s in my hands!
A messy thing indeed.
But all over the need.