"Let's Write A Surreal Poem" (under the influence of....surrealism)

What,

you me and that giraffe

over there?

OK, 

but the Giraffe has to start.

Giraffe:

I miss the voluptuousness

of the African plains.

You:

A fish is plagiarism.

Me:

Mayonnaise or bayonette

would go nicely with some

capers and 

the Second World War.

Giraffe:

I'm so horny I could 

fuck a water buffalo.

You:

Dare I remind you of the

Second Amendment and the

implications of peace in our time?

Me:

Well, since you put it that way, 

I have no recourse but to evolve

suddenly into an etherial plane, else

to be subject to endless excelsior.

Giraffe:

I smell like a flamingo.

I must have pissed myself.

You:

Giraffe, always thinking of yourself.

That's why they call you guys animals.

Me:

Well, since you put it that way, I have no

blah blah blah except this ba-na-na.