I Ride On A Tandem Bike With Random

I ride on a tandem bike with Random.

We get along so well.

He says something about visiting a village of voracious ventriloquists.

First, I wonder to myself why ventriloquists would be voracious exactly… can’t they just move their puppet’s mouths and eat vicariously, but not voraciously through them?

Then, I get distracted by my own random thoughts and say something about constructing a castle for cats with cacti planted at all four corners.

Random asks me if I’ve been smoking something, like I’m crazy or something.

I tell him, “No way, I don’t smoke,”

I’m just not that type of bloke.

But by the time I answer, he’s forgotten what he asked me in the first place.

Yes, we ride along quite well…

Until, he really suddenly stops riding readily right,

and I suddenly stop my conversational confiding and hit the brake with all my might.

We do a wild round flip and roll into the grass,

it all happened just so fast.

Me and Random,

we get along great,

until I realized that he is altogether fake!

So, I pulled the tandem bike along,

because the tire went flat and wheezed a fatigued song.

Finally, I made it to a gas station,

her name is Imagination.

She has dazzling pumps, covered in sculptures of cherubs on the sides.

The cherubs are alive,

because they turned their heads to the side.

The gasoline is simply pristine,

for the environment, it is surprisingly green!?

How could this be?

Rubbing my eyes, I make sure I can really see.

The cherubs pump the gas,

along with serving complimentary drinks and snacks on the side.

Most people wouldn’t believe I’d been to some place like this but rather they’d surely think that I lied.

Too bad I don’t need gas,

so on that, I take a hard pass.

I need air in my tire,

before I pass out from dragging this blasted bike along and I soon expire.

But I take the snacks that are cooked in the shape of harps and drinks that taste like angel food cake blended up with charm!

This truly is a funny farm,

without any animals in sight at all.

this gas station named,

Imagination.