Rock'n'Rolla With Ebola

For Miriam

Stray socks say so much,

Triply cold to the touch,
Never making contact
With their partner,

Home to purple cockroaches,
Tools for puppet coaches,

Beds for young ageratums
Never knowing what to make of them,

Holders for haircut swirls
From all the pretty girls,

Even grabbers of gabage,
Just be careful of their ridges,

So, they ask fo'
One task from yo',
Just never rock'n'rolla
With Ebola.
                                                                                            (c)  Poetic Pete 2005

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