If I had padded walls
and a box of 64 count crayons...
I'd stick wax up my nose
until I could DRAW blood.
I suppose that would make me a mesquito incognito.
I could then fly away and suck, suck, suck...
I'd stay between the lines. Promise!
You'd all be victims of my insanity.
©Oct 5, 1996 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic