This evening I unzipped my skin <br />And carefully unscrewed my head, <br />Exactly as I always do <br />When I prepare myself for bed. <br />And while I slept a coo-coo came <br />As naked as could be <br />And put on the skin <br />And screwed on the head <br />That once belonged to me. <br />Now wearing my feet <br />He runs through the street <br />In a most disgraceful way. <br />Doin' things and sayin' things <br />I'd never do or say, <br />Ticklin' the children <br />And kickin' the men <br />And Dancin' the ladies away. <br />So if he makes your bright eyes cry <br />Or makes your poor head spin, <br />That scoundrel you see <br />Is not really me <br />He's the coo-coo <br />Who's wearing my skin.<br /><br />Sheldon Allan Silverstein<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/skin-stealer/
