Loving Nonsense Full
Trekking forth to an imagination beyond,
But it is a trek that will never be forgotten.
A mind riddled with thoughts both short and long,
Thoughts that really should be put to pen.
A wish to kiss a love that is far from Saint Anthony,
It irks me so to stay at this site of dreck and balogna.
Jonathan, Joseph, Jotaro and so on,
Why can't my name be in order just like Nick or Ron?
Some say that my sayings are great or complete bull,
But I guess that just makes me loving nonsense full.
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