Walnuts
Itsy bitsy brain
Inside my walnut head
When someone so much smarter
Reads what I have said
Then takes the big
Nut-cracker
And to my head applies
Walnut shards now in my brain,
I'm running out of lies
Now I see
Thanksgiving's Day's bowl of nuts
I say silently to myself;
My God, I'm such a G.D. putz!
Copyright © Tom Bell | Year Posted 2007
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