080. For My Hair Has Gone To Sleep

Chewing on a tree stump
in outer space
I watched a pink tortoise
re-arrange its face

It swallowed up a lemon bush
made out of blue chalk cheese
and tickled the foot of a bungalow
while its brain began to sneeze

The sneeze made a boxer weep
floating on a chair
a purple apple beat up a sheep
and married a polar bear

The vicar became a singing crab
talking through its nose
a beer can painted its left eye green
and its ear produced a rose

Today there is more madness
to last yourself a week
but now I will be leaving
for my hair has gone to sleep