I put my foot in my mouth
I got my fingers in the pie
I got my ear to the ground
I got my head in a vice
I got my nose to the grindstone
Baby, won't you come home?
It's crazy 'round here without you.
I wear my heart on my sleeve
I've got my eyes on the prize
I've got my hand in your glove
And I'm missing your love
You left me alone
Baby, won't you come home?
It's crazy 'round here without you.
I've got my head in the sand
Then my head's in the clouds
I've got my hat in my hand
And I'm making a plan
I need blood from a stone
So, baby won't you come home?
It's crazy 'round here without you.
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Author:
PerditaRose (
Online) - Published: November 16th, 2025 14:09
- Comment from author about the poem: My apologies. This is a very silly poem. If it bares resemblance to anything else, it wasn't intentional. If it needs to be deleted for any reason, I'll understand.
- Category: Love
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