Hats
She received him like a warm bath
He felt like he just got born
What did you say
I felt like I just got born
Take off your hat
No put it back on again
No take it off again
Scrubbing their respective privates with a dry wash cloth
Fires ablaze in those nether regions now
They are spacing out on one another
There is nothing like the sound of a bird chirping
Outside the window of a stranger
To measure the weight of quiet horror
You will call me
She said that like a question
What did you say
You said that like a question
Take off your clothes
No put them back on
No take them off again
Your smell is on them
What did you say
Copyright © Mike Funk | Year Posted 2008
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