I woke up with my mind confussled. Where was I? Did I just purchase a harmonica the size of a kitchen table? If so where was it? Looking around the sun rose gallantly. And as I brushed off night from my subconscious mind, I realized I was dreaming but still I wished I had a harmonica. Oh Well... time to search the internet.
I learned a new word today and decided to use it for fun. That is how this poem was born