You feel an itch
But you cannot scratch
Because your leg is gone
You feel a chill
That you cannot warm
Because your leg is gone
It's in a smoker at an auction
Of abandoned property
About 35 miles from Charlotte
North Caroliner
What the hell,
Why don't you get in your truck and
Go get your leg.
Oh yah, I forgot, you can't drive
Because of, you know, the leg.
You feel a pain
That you cannot quell
Because your leg is gone.
You feel damaged
But the damage
Is not that your leg is gone
It's all in your brain.
4 comments:
Hi One Ear,
Here's another man who misses his leg.
Peg Leg Pete
I wrote a stanza about him in my award-winning tune "Old Wet Wendy."
Say what?
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