My home in the sky is just full of delights Not all of them having to do with the heights That allow me to see things I’d just rather not Like neighbors who wee and then shower a lot But by the same token – I suppose that it’s fair That they can see us if they stop and then stare So be careful I must, when walking around To have something on – at least up if not down I wish...
Archive - May 25, 2010
