Pat Muck

All Seeing Oedipus - Poem by Pat Muck

I haven't got a nest egg,
I just nest everyday,
in the bosom of blind Annie,
cannae see but she say,
'oh son I love the way your ear tickles my nipples,
I feel stronger each day'

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 5, 2011

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