8.23.2006

Poetry Corner with Karl

If moths had eyes, would they be happier?
How do they know they're not dead?
Cavemen hunting for food
but not before they style the hair on their head.
What would last longer in dinosaur times?
A blind man didn't stand a chance.
Not with all them rocks about.
I'd rather be a blind moth.

Karl Pilkington

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