My Brother's Rash

March 14, 2010
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Oh Henry, Oh Henry
Why do you so itch?
The rash has spread to your underarms
To your chest.
How can you itch when the doctors said you mustn't?
But I can understand the relief
Of disobeying the rules.
Oh Henry, Oh Henry
Why do you scratch?
At the rash that is a pussin'
And leaking of juice
THat smells of olden times
With no showers or care.
Why, my brother, must we share a room?
Why, my brother, must you scratch?
Must you itch the itch that is your rash?

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