The sparkly, twinkly clouds of doom
departed from the lucid room
the buzzerbeep refused to bite
the tiny bit of pail moonlight
the sandy bathing beauty danced
into the chocolate sauce with ants
his name was Ted
he had a pie
and peanut butter in his eye
the fuzzy caterpillars swam
above a yellow Christmas ham
the page of dots refused to play
a game of gin with Doris Day
Oh, is it Dr. Seuss or Carroll
Tiny Tim or William Ferrell
Mr. French or Tina Fey
Who's stuck inside my head today?
