Haze, Daze and Whimsy Ways

there was a wicked wench with a wicked vent a wicked way and away she went to a pink picket house beside a picket fence and a picket sentry in residence she minded Gothic kids having great Gothic pals who drew Gothic art on gorgeous gals plus a peg-leg pooch jet black named Spot whose tail’s tied in a Gordian knot the neighbors all knew what we knew not that what we had is what we got in a different box of mixed chocolates pixy stix and forget-me-nots