It started between my toes,
And now past my nose.
Even on my ear lobes.
The fungus grows,
grows,
and grows.
It climbed up my feet,
and charged up my ankles.
Biting my calves,
Did you Doc say I have 'crankles'??
On up my knees with creeping disease.
Not even epoxy would make it die,
before it reached the thigh.
For my middle,
I'll say very little.
Do not ask,
you really would gasp.
On to my tummy and plaguing the button.
I even tried pesticides that worked for nut'en.
Marching up my chest,
I did detest without rest.
Dealing with my nipples,
was not very simple.
Was I doomed to a life,
of itching and bitching??
It conquered my arms,
with army ant alarms.
Not slowing it pace,
when it got to my face.
As it lives on me,
I live with it,
and try to forget my woe,
But where it came from
I, Shirley don't know!!
�2003 Daniel J Harris