i walked down the street and stepped onto
Van Gogh's ear
it was misplaced and in bad condition
and i put it a jar with ice
phoned the authorities
then a doctor came to my door and asked:
"are you the man that phoned about Van Gogh's ear?"
i said: "yes, i am the man"
and he asked me some questions
as i looked across the room at the jar
containing Van Gogh's ear
worried about its condition and if it would last
i interrupt the man: "sir, i apologize, but the ear...it is
...it needs special attention."
he ignores me and continues the interview
he says: "we need to take you somewhere," to my relief
alas they will secure the ear, perhaps a specialist will
sent to take good care over it
and i can breathe easier
now that they have saved Van Gogh's ear.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
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