Ramble

Rambling is fun
You don't really know what you're gonna say.
Like now, I was planning on writing about
Cheese.

I wonder what a cheese house would be like.
Smelly? Tasty? Spotty?
But then again, we might get hungry.
Yum.

Now I'll keep rambling.
I wonder what the first tomato was called.
A Toh-may-toh.
Or a Toh-mah-toh.

What about pasta?
Paaasta?
Or Paahsta.
I like pasta. It tastes good.

On to a proper poem.
Or just some more rambling.
I could really go for some toast right now.
Like fruit loaf n' butter.
Warm up your body with happy.
Starts in your mouth, and the happy goes down
Down your throat
Into your stomach.

But then it just stays there a while.
I don't suppose your stomach could have too much
Happiness.

Happiness.
Nobody wants it these days.
We need more maize.
But then again that pays.
If you sold all that maize.
So now we're back to days.


Wednesday.