Decombobulate your Scribble.

I would love to decombobulate your scribble
Just like I used to do,
To release the cosmic dribble
Tantrically healing you.

Then you could gaze into my eyes,
We’d have a cup of tea.
Before I slumber on the grass
We’ll play game number three.

I would giggle delightfully
And smile with gladdened glee
I like you oh so frightfully,
I hope that you like me.

So come and picnic by the lake
A summer day not to be me missed,
Come sample some of my home made cake
And I’ll make sure you are thoroughly kissed.

With a doo doo doo and a la la la
We’ll catch the fluffy tribble
You shall gaze into the night time star
While I decombobulate your scribble.