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The Ear Worm

There once was a woman 
Who woke up groggy
She stumbled out of bed

Looked in the mirror
And noticed, in shock
A worm crawling out of her head

It was white and plump
A vile thing indeed
That no lady should ever see

She tried to fish the worm out
Of her poor, red ear
But it crawled deep as it could be

To the doctor she went
He peered inside 
But nothing could be found

Then she heard a voice
From inside her head
"You really are mentally unsound"

Who said that!? She cried
The doctor looked around
There is no one else here m'am

She shook off this feeling
Of fear and paranoia
And boarded home on the tram

As she looked at her reflection
In the dark train window
A voice said "You're so sickly pale"

She stammered, and passengers looked
Yet she heard the voice say
"No wonder you're bound to fail"

In terror, she fled back home
Locked herself in the room
And cried a deep moan

"You're sad and pathetic
Everyone thinks you're weird
And surely you'll end up alone"

I've had it! She cried
With the worm in her head
So she dug deep in her ear

But it was wax and gunk
No worm to be found
"You're so naive, dear"

Stop telling me these awful things
She yelled as she took a knife
And cut her ear off clean

"You can't get rid of me
'Cause I'm in your head
And been everywhere you've been"

The woman was sent
To a sad asylum
On the hill up the road

She still heard the ear worm
Even though her ear
Had been neatly sewed



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