Confident and Here To Stay

Idea Bank sauntered in on hem of a poem, Wondered what my dendrites and I would do about her. Laughing, singing, tormenting us, making fun. Asked her to wait, and she did with interesting foam Around her talkative mouth, oh, so blue for sure. She was confident, and here to stay, that one. Gave her keen glances to see what she was about, But she met each one and gave them my number. Laughing, singing, tormenting us, making fun. First with a wink, eventually with a shout Finally went to bed to get a bit of slumber. She was confident, and here to stay, that one. Kept throwing me ideas, some yelling, “Whoa!” Invited to my brain waves to learn how we play. Laughing, singing, tormenting us, making fun. Added her to my muses, who simply yelled “No!” New idea bank laughed, never going away. She was confident, and here to stay, that one.