I hear my my inner self just talking.
Random thoughts like conspiracy plots,
But with a grim face like I were stalking.
While at work or there at home,
I sit with friends or all alone.
My mind will wander to lands yonder,
About nothing more complex than a rotary phone.
Or why does the rear end of a turkey look like The Predator.
(Yet still taste so delicious!)
Sometimes I'm lost in thought all day,
I'm quiet mostly with not much to say.
So I come here to Blogger to play,
Where my disorganized thoughts are fired away.
P.S. Thanks to Diva for the turkeypic! Check her blog for a GREAT Thanksgiving recipe!