From the other side
Indeterminably I slide

I see what you say
Though words don't necessarily come your way

Times you are there
and times you are gone,
it just depends on the day
and what happens to come your way

Sometimes you are the funniest person I've met
Sometimes you are such a bitch.
I often lie in wait
what it is your mouth will next state.

Will it be snippy?
Will it be funny?
Will I grow red laughing from your smart-ass quipping?

What will come nest I can't decide
so I will just wait and abide
What will your next outburst be?

Will I be shocked,
or on my knees?

For all these things I wait to come
So I may calculate the addition of the sum

Are you crazy or lavender,
or none of the above?