Monday, August 1, 2011

Thoughts on My Young Son Finding a Lady (in the wake of a bad case of bed face.)

My baby has just come to me
The marks of bed on face,
And I'm not talkin' just a hint
Or just a little trace.
Indentations, deeply grooved,
Impermanent I hope!
Or getting girls will be a chore,
He'd prob'ly need a rope.

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