In the land of nowhere, I stand perplexed,
A place where logic has been hexed.
No sense to make, no point to find,
Just random thoughts that boggle my mind.

The air is filled with ducks in wigs,
While pigs fly by on paper figs.
No rhyme or reason, just pure confusion,
A realm of wild and mad delusion.

The days blend into cheese fondue,
With skies that glow in shades of blue.
No paths to walk, no roads to roam,
Just jelly beans and rubber foam.

The echoes of my thoughts go “boing,”
As bouncy castles lead the throng.
No serious moments, no solemn cheer,
Just endless fun and weirdness here.

Yet in this chaos, a joy remains,
A world where we break all the chains.
For even in the silliest night,
There’s laughter bold and pure delight.

So here I stand, in nonsense land,
With silly heart and wiggly hand.
I’ll jump and skip, I’ll do a jig,
And join the dance of the flying pig.

For in the depths of goofiness,
A spark of joy can still progress.
And from this land, I’ll rise with glee,
To find the fun in all I see.