When I was young I used to think,
That an itch was worms, beneath your epiderm sink,
And when you scratched you'd kill the worms, each and every one,
And their bodies would remain suspended, in the fleshy bloody fun.
That's a bit gross, I realize it now,
But that's how kids minds work, it's the opposite of high brow.

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Julia

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