*pops @TimmyJake 's dream bubble and snaps a picture as he emerges from the lake with seaweed forming a wig on his head. Laughs and then hides in ninja-fortress*
*Realizes that @Pompadour fooled him and takes the see-weed and makes a rope, swinging over the wall into the ninja fortress. From there he transforms into batman and goes on a knocking-out rampage cuz batman's don't kill*
*Makes Dobby say something mean about his family, and watches @Pompadour slam her head into a bookshelf while I eat the chocolate bar that I did some karate moves on*
*Casts spell that reverts Dobby to Pompadour and snatches chocolate bar from @TimmyJake and rides into the tidal waves of marshmallow meteors and cake, the whereabouts of which are unknown.*
Poetry is my cheap means of transportation. By the end of the poem the reader should be in a different place from where he started. I would like him to be slightly disoriented at the end, like I drove him outside of town at night and dropped him off in a cornfield. — Billy Collins
