Steve’s Mouth
Rick Maguire
A mouth grew up and out
And into the ground
With lips that i wanted to be
Now i’m the one that makes sure it eats
Steve woke up sitting on his own head sobbing
And couldn’t breathe
He had a dream that the mouth died
Because steve had to eat
Mouth had a good eye on its greed
It only takes that which it needs
Sometimes i wish it would eat me