By: Devin Murphy & Joel Fox
The day Judy’s sister ate a bar of shampoo soap was the day Fred met Judy
Feed me, feed me was all she thought,
Feed me, feed me was all she felt...was he listening...to her hunger?
“We saved you some grub-chops”
was all she wanted to hear right now
But something was happening in her brain...
She didn’t know any Freds
...It was Frank!
It was Frank that had soiled her days
of desperation and despair
with his beauty and roller-jousting and after apple-camel
Frog-like wings and jitteriness was her soul and her heart and her lungs
Last modified on: TU/4-10/07