Piffle la Rue how about you..traa la la dee da

Sometimes when I just sit with my thoughts I realize my mind is mostly filled
with piffle. Like that word there "piffle". I came across it last night. Looked it
up at dictionary.com even. One wants to be precise on such and such things.
As I sat and wondered what to write -piffle kept piffling me.
I wondered if I would look good with a gold left front tooth when I smiled
I wondered if 12 or 13 fat little munckins ate junk food under my computer
table or if all that crap really fell from my lips these past 3 weeks.
I wondered if ants had a particular music they were fond of, I think about
ants now adays. This new apartment manager does nothing to rid the
complex of them. Well except last year when for some reason we were
almost taken over by baby crickets she attempted to save me by telling
me about this certain kind of chinese chalk that would most assuredly
rid my home of any bug simply by marking the wall or floor with it each time
I saw one crawling. To this day I marvel that she was able to keep a
straight face as she held that chalk in her feeble 78 year old hands and
showed me how to rub the chalk over anyplace I saw a bug crawl.
http://abe.www.ecn.purdue.edu/~epados/urbanPest/info_chalk.htm
It's illegal because of the ingredients are dangerous to my health.
Those freakin Chinese have been trying to kill us for awhile now!!
A fact I did not become privy too until months later. Needless to say
I did not use it, can you really imagine me following a bug with a piece
of chalk to mark it's trail as it explored strange new worlds to seek out
new life and new civilizations. To boldy go where no bug has gone before?
No No I am more of the SPRAY YOUR BUG ASS WITH RAID
kinda gurl. Hoo-ha