In the perplexed preponderance
my weary wisdom wanders in
I blatantly begin by
staring strongly saying

Jump June bug jump!
Glug glug glug!
Run rodent run
under red rum rug!

Waving wispily swift wand
over and then upon
pipes puffed passively
by bards before passing on

Intoxicating visions
Uninformed decisions
Lint from ruffled feather mops
and unsteadily spinning dice and tops

All seem like an intrusion
But are part of this allusion
as I conjure up with cup
my spell of confusion