Don’t blink an eye, I look a mess, but there’s nothing
wrong.
I was just strangely struck by a stupid line in a stupid
song.
Don’t cut me down to count my rings
These ladybird spots.
I’ve sewn patches on all the clothes I’ve ever owned.
I’ve darned my socks, and put new holes in my old belt.
Don’t cut me down to count my rings.
These ladybird spots.
This afternoon, I found some coins I must have dropped.
It’s funny what you find when you spend all day on your
hands and knees.
Don’t cut me down to count my rings.
These ladybird spots.