and I know I'm not alone....
you're out there too.
and I think I'm going crazy!!
that are trying to make me spontaneously combust.
for now they have become
uncontrollably jut out from under my bedcovers at night...
then curl back up like the Wicked Witch of the East's red-glitter shoes
... under the weight of a house.
I'm mean as a snake.
I promise not to laugh at you
when you are sitting there crying while watching
a Charmin Toilet Paper commercial,
at my nonsensical ramblings about the price of cheese
and the state of the ....um...what was I saying?
I'd appreciate it.