Curly locks
Like a big fat mop.
Your hair
Is bigger than your head.
A spring
Of ring-ling curls--
And pointy nose
In the middle of your face:
A long, pointy, deep orange carrot.
I shall swat you like a fly.
And you have pretty eyes, too!
A shade of baby blue.
You are as wholesome
As fresh morning harvest wheat bread
Perfectly packaged for distribution.
--And you have a foot fettish!
Dr. John,
I think I'm in-love.
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
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