Philosophical cow dung on the life of little Ms. Imperfectly Fine.

Thursday, November 15, 2007


I'm burning up, my body aches
I want to stay asleep for a whole year
Somewhere in my head a woodpecker says
I'm gonna make a neat little home here
Excellent choice I must insist
For my head is the safest place to be
No predator lurks within the mist
But if you could please don't pick on me
This is bad enough.