The Creeps Poem by Robert Rorabeck

I got my copper penny’s worth of sex
Then I took off like a flying fish
Jumping out of the sea’s butth-le lips.
I went to see the presidents,
The tin-men and the scarecrows….
In the sky so bluish,
They were all high off the gifts
The wizard gave them,
And they sang in chorus,
“Glenda was a good witch,
And an ornithologist.
She caught us in her butterfly net
And tied us up as she undressed….
Glenda was a damn good witch.”