In a world upside down,
Our hair does touch the ground,
Walking on our hands,
The soles of our feet get burned…
Sniff the dirt,
Who did pee, was it Burt,
Our hands after long walks hurt,
Not hard now to look up ones skirt…
Everything different but the same,
Hard to play any, in this position, game,
From birth we walk on our hands,
Puts on us all a great deal of new demands…
Sage
Happy Knew Year HandyManEd!!
Love Tinka
Woof Rufuz, have a pawfully good New Year,
you too ed!;-)
Love tinker bell
you ain't no caveman.
(smile)
insightful write, and i know that was unintentional.
TX