Losing My Sprinkles (2005)

Written randomly one day. I don’t get it. And I don’t get the rhyme scheme. And I don’t get the last line. IT’S GENIUS!

Here’s the beer,
Let’s all jeer,
like a deer,
dipped in beer.

I can’t wait
To be late,
But they can’t mate,
So they wait.

Two cups of coffee,
Two flabby men,
coming right up to
steal your pen?

Ha ha ha
Hee hee hee
A dance for two,
Perhaps thirty-three.

We’ll wear those pants,
We’ll eat those donuts,
so, maybe just maybe I can
make sense of life.

   And that little girl in the corner.