tHERE?

Pepperland went by

she waved bye and looked high.

Staring eyes from Mrs. Potatoehead

took off for a better view.

They were whispering naughty things at you

to the point of making you feel meanie, 

and you blushed down the flush of your memory's rush.

My, oh my you'll die!

Quite an interesting trip

though there's no one to tip

for such marvelous trick

even though you can bow your head getting sick

without being a prick

Thanks John-Paul,
Blame it all on the CLICK!