Tuesday, March 3, 2009

You straighten my hair. You make me swear.
You curl my toes. You stop up my nose.
I think I hate you!
You make me weak. You kiss my cheek.
You make me dream. You make me scream.
I think I hate you!
You are a temptation. You are an aggravation.
You are trouble unalloyed. You are schizoid.
I think I hate you!
You are my hearthrob. You are a thingabob.
You are a catastrophe. You have mastered me.
I think I love you!
Count Sneaky
There was a lady named Sue,
Who went to get a tattoo.
When she came out,
She said with a shout,
"He had designs on me, too!"
Count Sneaky