Shel Silverstein

Skin Stealer

This evening I unzipped my skin And carefully unscrewed my head, Exactly as I always do When I prepare myself for bed. And while I slept a coo-coo came As naked as could be And put on the skin And screwed on the head That once belonged to me. Now wearing my feet He runs through the street In a most 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 makes your poor head spin, That scoundrel you see Is not really me He's the coo-coo Who's wearing my skin.

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