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I was hungry, just a smidge,
So I opened up my fridge,
And I pawed through every bottle, jar, and can.
As I feasted both my eyes,
I was taken by surprise
By a tiny balding six-inch little man!
“I’m the cottage cheese,” he said,
“For, you see, you’re still in bed,
And this dream you’re having sure is very strange.”
Well, a moment then went by,
And this tiny balding guy
Gave a hefty belch and then began to change.
He became a pink banana,
And he sang “Copacabana,”
While he shook his two maracas and he twirled.
Then a flash of light exploded,
The banana growed and growded,
And became the biggest sausage in the world!
As I watched him, still in slumber,
He became a big cucumber,
Then a fully tricked out sixties muscle car.
Then a wiener in a bun,
And before the job was done,
For some reason he became a big cigar.
It was this point in my dreaming
I could feel the subtext screaming
And, I tell you, I began to get annoyed.
Oh I swear, tomorrow night
I will just turn out the light
And I won’t sit up late reading Dr. Freud!
