I had the hugest migraine beforehand, but afterwards it had declined in severity.
It must have been all of the Facebook.
Humongous, cloudy, and mindless
like a hippo wandering across the sky,
he dreamed a little dream, happy and content.
Life was going great!
Due to the fact that the man in the blue tie was dead.
Who reminded you of flamboyant Michael Jackson dancing left to right
in the fishbowl with the spatula
crazy Trevor found the shovel that was hidden under a rock,
and said “ahh, there you are!”
More foolish than her.
And all of a sudden I awoke, and my migraine was gone!