• SkinStealer By: Shel Silverstien

    This evening i unzipped my skin
    and carefully unscrewed my head,
    Exactly as i always do
    when i prepare myself for bed.
    when i slept a coo-coo came
    as naked as can be
    and put on the skin
    and screwed on the head
    that belonged to me.
    Now wearing my feet
    he runs through the street
    in an almost disgraceful way,
    doin' things and sayin' things
    I'd never do or say,
    Ticklin' the children
    and kickin' the men
    and dancin' the ladies away.
    So if he makes your bright eyes cry
    or make your poor head spin,
    That scoundrel you see-
    is really not me
    hes the coo-coo
    who;s wearing my skin.