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To the worm in my head
by Traci MabatsI poured a bottle
of tequilla
in my ear
the other night
trying to drown out all
the other noise
But the worm made it
in first
and chewed a hole into my brain
He made a room
in the corner of my skull
and filled it with furniture
from the Pottery Barn and Pier One
Its quite Feng Shu
I must admit
He likes to stay up late
watching old episodes
of Frasier
and playing canasta
with the computer
And although he was born and breed
a hard liquor worm
he himself prefers chardonnay 04/16/2004 Author's Note: Okay, there are probably some spelling errors here but my computer didnt know how to spell Feng Shu.
Posted on 04/16/2004
Copyright © 2025 Traci Mabats
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 04/16/04 at 04:26 PM LOL! Sounds like the perfect symbiotic relationship. The worm has a new home, and gives you poetry in exchange. :o) |
| Posted by Kara Hayostek on 04/16/04 at 04:28 PM HAhaha This is a cute little poem, Love the images of the tequila worm sitting on an overpriced chair from potterybarn watching phraser. LOL I think its feng shui or shiu check google |
| Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 02/06/07 at 03:06 PM LOL! i think i've done this with a bottle of rum... |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 05/14/07 at 01:24 PM
Thanks for the chuckles! |
| Posted by Maude Curtis on 04/03/09 at 02:50 PM Wonderful, whimsical poem. I toast you and your worm. |
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