Moth


I was in my office one night
When a strange fellow came right in.
He was wearing a set of wings,
Antennas and a sheepish grin.

He said, “Doc, you have to help me.
I keep thinking that I’m a moth.
I’ve been flitting around all night
And I have a craving for cloth.”

I said, “But I’m a foot doctor,
You need a shrink to make you right.”
He said, “I had to come to you,
I was attracted by your light.”

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