Whisper In My Ear

When you whisper in my ear,
I get the Collie Wobbles,
Goosebumps and other assorted things.
Do you think this could be love
or am I coming down
with the dreaded lurgey?
Are you spreading little bugs to me
every time you whisper in my ear?
Oh no,
now I have a dose
of those devilish green and purple spots.
Can this be love;
I am beginning to wonder now.

6 October 2009

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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