Off the Countertop

I'm gone write
as long as I got sheets
as long as got ink
as long as I can think
as long as there's libation to drink
as long as I can prime the well
in and out of the whale
you can never tell
my whereabouts
I don't tweet nor do I
give shout outs
no need to high cap
nor to shout
it's all noodles
I got oodles
a Pit not a poodle
you know Karate
I know Judo
make you feel like
you've been
acupunctured
in throat
what you trying to say
can you get it out
by the click of a mouse
on the pad
beside the plastic bag
of canned goods
peas, green beans
Chunky Chicken noodle Soup
Del Monte tomato sauce
Swanson beef broth
and something kinda soft