Poison Ivy

A terrible thing has happened to me
I've developed a rash, where I sit...where I pee!
I walk like a gunslinger ready to fight
I wallow in misery all day and all night

I know I'm allergic, the doctors have said
"poision ivy can kill, you'll swell up and be dead"
so I keep my distance and I'm never a dope
I wash up completely and use lots of soap.

And Heather was listening when I showed her the plants
and told how the resins can soak through your pants
So she used my new wash rag to wipe her legs clean
It was layed on the counter no intentions were mean

Karla came in with the soap in her eyes
she reached for a rag to wipe or to dry
she wiped from her forehead right down to her chin
and soon sported blotches of crockadile skin

I laughed at first when I heard of her plight
It wasn't that funny but she was a sight
when she told the story of how it had spread
a fear took my laughter, I knew I was dead

'Cause after her facial that rag got me too
I went in the shower to do what I do
and I used that new wash rag to scrub every part
so now we're all blisters, 'cept Heather, she's smart!

love ya

Duane Hanson