Sunday, February 6, 2011


I left my house without my face!
Oh what am I to do?
Oh darn! Oh drat! Oh deep disgrace!
I know I’m me, but who?
I feel like I am in disguise.
There’s no one in the mirror!
No cheeks! No nose! No mouth! No eyes!
I wish I could be clearer!
I never got to thank my face
For what it’s meant to me,
And now I’ve got a blank in place
Of my identity!
Does someone have a marker?
Or a crayon? Or a pen?
I’ll paint my face in darker
So it won’t come off again!

1 comment:

  1. I know whence came this...a common actor's problem!
    What a lovely face appreciation poem!(-: