and started moding
because the rockers
partying next door
were deep asleep.
Dreaming of Sugarplums
laced with LSD
ultraloop batteries. And
TITS! Glorious tits!
interlaced , interfaced , bouillabaisse
The duck was
almost too late!
For the barbeque
. Meanwhile, up in
the Faraway tree
Dale was shinin’
his big old
(well little) Photon
and laughing manically
pointed it at
the white house