His toenails were still blue
just the way he had painted them

His intestines were still inside
his body just where he had left them

But try as he might, he still could not
bend far enough to suck his nails

And he did not have the nerve to open
his belly button and see how things were

He heard the bluejay screaming for
the handout of a nut

Just before it landed on his head
with its sharp claws digging his scalp

He hurriedly stripped himself naked
And jumped into the smelly pond

And remarked to the offending bird,
“Just be glad you aren’t a snake!”


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