Mumbled and Babbled Chats

Mumbled and babbled chats,
Is not where my head is at...
Most times.

I admit I can scatter back,
Thoughts lacking of fact or tact.
And benign.
They are innocent and clean.

I prefer to be laid back.
Unattached and much relaxed,
Is my mind!

'Cause,
I choose to be lost of meaning.
Daydreaming.
Without scheming in the sack.
That's a fact!

Oh those mumbled and babbled chats,
Is not where my head is at...
Most times.

I admit I can scatter back,
Thoughts lacking of fact or tact...
And benign,
Most times.

'Cause,
I choose to be lost of meaning.
Daydreaming.
Without scheming in the sack.
That's a fact!

Oooh...
Mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
That's not where my head is at,
That's a fact.

Those mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
That's not where my head is at,
That's a fact.

'Cause I'm caught up in daydreaming,
Without scheming for a meaning...
And relaxed!
That's a fact.

Oh, oh...
Those mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
Those mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
Those mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
Those mumbled and babbled chats.

'Cause I'm caught up in daydreaming,
Without scheming for a meaning...
And relaxed!
That's a fact.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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