Day Ninety-Eight

As I drifted off last night
My vision gently rippled
And I woke into a world
Where I could see out of my nipples.

Scared and in confusion
Confirmation of my fears
Came about when it was clear
My arms protruded from my ears.

I found a pair of spectacles
To fit my naked chest
Tucked the arms into my armpits
And embarked upon my quest.

John Craven said a pint of beer
Would get me back to normal
But the barman threw me out
Because my dress was too informal.

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