I have a hole in the top of my head where something is living
It has formed a little skin covered hut under my hair
I wash it everyday and handing it a towel it dries itself
It gets angry when I poke at it and it throbs until I leave it alone
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LOL! ! ! ! Obviously I've had just enough Merlot for this all to make sense to me! ! ! LOL I hope you manage to keep the little creep in a jar or somethin! ! ! LOL Hugs, Dee
Then it dialed 911 and pressed charges against me For assault The verdict ended in a hung jury They didn’t believe either one of our stories Another “What came first” situation Me or the egg on my head A purffect indirect situation where the kettle calls the poet black..
This the poem which defines where Ted starts and the 'creep' ends? I don't believe either either! To think, life started a mole on my bottom... Rgds, Ivan