I had to make a bridge to get
Across the open place
Because I had no bridge supplies,
I made it with my face.
I went a little further until
I got to the chasm wide
There was no bridge, so I made one
From the guts from my inside.
There was a little valley
But there was no bridge out there
So I made my own by tying
Body parts up with my hair.
The final bridge that I made
Was to cross the serious sea
When I got to the other side
There was no more of me.
Monday, May 19, 2008
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