Another brilliant prompt from Mr AI prompt man. What is the first thing that comes into my mind when asked what is the first thing that comes into my mind? Obviously WHAT IS THE FIRST THING THAT COMES INTO MY MIND ? of course, what else could it be?
But what worries me more is “The last thing on your mind” That’s a bit final, when one thinks about it.
The world is so utterly barking mad at the moment, the only way I can deal with it today, is by being barking mad myself.
I have said before, people expect and enjoy stuff like the following if it is from the likes of Edward Leer, so come on fingers on buttons, let me know how bad it is.

LETS GET MARRIED.

Let’s get married at 1pm the hairy headed bald man said
No said the woman with long short hair, the afternoon instead
So he bought a ring with no hole in the middle and hid it plain view
“I’ll find a hole in something whole, and fix it with a screw”

They turned up at the church in barefoot shoes, all dressed up in weather
The bridesmaid and the best man made out of chicken leather
“Will you take this woman, not bring her back” the faceless vicar leered
The congregation stood sitting put on their gloves, then all clapped and cheered

So off they rode on square wheeled bikes, pushing tin cans on liquorice strings
He carried her under the threshold, then they sat and ate turtle wings
Then they climbed up the stairs that were not there, until they got to the very bottom
Then went noisily down again not making a sound, their night boots they’d forgotten
Two girls they had three of them boys, with heads all made out of cotton

So they lived a nonsensical life, which is more than most of us try
He was her wife, she played a fife, but only on days not ending in Y
You think this is mad, really quite sad and totally out to sea
Of course you are right, but not quite, as utterly mad as me.

All words Meadowhead Bard.