When Scorpions Come Out

When Scorpions Come Out

Scorpions chase me in my head
Across continents, through rain forests black
Large and small bodies, brown appendages attack 
Wear red bandanas around their necks for luck
They carry knives, pop tunes and sing
Like Madonna and dance like Brittany Spears
That scares me half to death
Scorpions have USA etched on their heads
It is not the poisoned stingers that frighten me
But the singing and dancing and perhaps their bite
Red bandanas are not my favorite either
When scorpions come out at night
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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