Loquaciously she talks, but I don't listen
To you sophisticated sorts,
Haughty and risible sorts - Don't make me giggle and snort!
Those explosive giggles cavort - they tickle and
Wiggle my shorts in hilarious visions.
Flabbergasted she stops, but I'm daydreaming
Of riding a magical coach,
Dining on kangaroo roast, pumpkin and hen - plucked and poached