Therapy For Nuts

A plain ole nutcase
Is that what I am now called
Therapy I go 
Without weary bone inside
Though with handful of pecans 

Russell Sivey
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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December 20, 2011 at 11:56 AM
Crackin' me up here, Russell....u think you are nuts now...wait til grad skool starts! Huh! You'll really be eating the pecans then! Great title for a write. Gwendolen
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December 17, 2011 at 7:10 AM
Russell, thank you for sharing it.S.M.I.L.E.!! oxox Love Anne-Lise
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December 16, 2011 at 10:01 PM
hahaha. Pecans for the nuthouse! Cute one.
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