Gobsmacked and Bamboozled and Confused

Gobsmacked and bamboozled and confused I peeked into the oven where the baking dishes slept resting in a pot of onion stew Couldn’t help but laughing, they were snoring as they wept dreaming of a casserole or two Picked a card while on the deck next to an old fruit tree in a three piece suit made out of hearts Thought I grabbed a king but found I only held a three folded with a straight of cherry tarts Climbed onto a ladder that was laying on the ground hoping I could see just over head Still afraid of heights but thinking no one was around believing what the audience had said Drove off to the levy in a beat up rusted Ford my Chevy had a tire that was flat Tried to sing along but noticed I was getting bored who would write a song as long as that Painted in a corner in a room shaped like a ball brushing up a bit before I go Mixing darker colors than are found out in the hall thinking that the den would never know Wrote a stupid poem that I posted here on soup saw there was a multitude of views Went to read the comments, found that none I did recoup gobsmacked and bamboozled and confused 10/25/18 Written for the: What Gobsmacks, Bamboozles and Confuses Me Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger