1Spout through my head
Confusing bunches of nothingness
Annoy me till I go to bed
I finally sat and
Decide to figure out this puzzle
I wrote them all down
Till on this thing there was a muzzle
Finally, finally, these words made sense
I sort them out
And with a grin
I knew I won this bout
With words that are everywhere
Meaning gibberish to me
Till they were under a tight rein
And there, a story