Obsessed with Another Obsession
I have been officially transmogrified into an obsession queen.
I cannot stop singing this song, which is stuck in my dendrite highway.
Not a problem if I had a singing voice, or if I could sing quietly.
Here is the deal. I sing it loudly, proudly at an unbelievable decibel level.
The neighbors have called the police three times.
They have threatened to arrest me.
The last time I had an obsession like this, I masticated my teeth to nubs.
Would a cell help? Matters not. I cannot stop myself.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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