Fingernails
Fingernails oh fingernails
I know you are my friends
You keep my back from itchin
Tho I’m bitin off yer ends
I nibble and I gnaw you
Til my fingertips are sore
Though I bite the hand that feeds me
It keeps comin back for more
posted by chuck at 5/20/2006 08:07:00 AM
1 Comments:
Nice drawing on the right side of your brain, Charlie. I remember that poem. I think you penned it when Sara was a pre-teen eating her fingers & nails between every ballet performance.
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