I’ve got a hole in my ear
Its not the regular one; its further in
Where maybe something should be
But no-one remembers enough to mention it.
Its got an eye of its own
And a shutter, closed.
My doctor made it a woolen jacket
Which sounds like hearing damage.
A broken ear is worse than a holey ear
Which can’t be bad (if you know your Bible).
Holes can let light in; or souls out
But they don’t think, so they’re safe enough.
Holes are the reason why no-one can
Find the mind; it slipped out, at some point.
Or so I heard.
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