a silly poem

I was determined to write a silly poem, because I never had, so, here are the results:

Ice

There are purple pens and daisy dots and little maple sugars
that are reminding me of cauliflower and crusty little boogers
it's reminding me of peachy pickles and over-ripe tomatoes
and then i think of pickled ham and creamy mashed potatoes
which then reminds me that i have a cobbler in the oven
and then i think of shoe makers and little elfin women
and then I think of Lord of the Rings and that girl he wants to marry
that's reminding me of a dream i had with a ring that i did carry
don't wonder why my mind does wander so far away from home
which reminds me of a girl named Dorothy and a dog she called her own
And although my starting place seemed odd, the end seems even odder
and so i think that i will stop before it's odder than solid water-
ice