Spike Milligan (16 April 1918 – 27 February 2002 / Ahmednagar)
Things that go 'bump' in the night
Should not really give one a fright.
It's the hole in each ear
That lets in the fear,
That, and the absence of light!
Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003
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