Wafting my thoughts about to rustle up some words.
Out popped jingle jangle in an attempt at absurd
Jibber jabber with not the slightest cohesion
Flittering as they flutter in their own confusion
No other direction than the architect that's me
waiting for far away echoes through a turbulant sea
Bouncing my thought's about in my head
Springs forth the words you have kindly read
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