Ode to the Belly Button

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By Sandwich Massacre •

I look down at my tummy and see a hole Maybe it’s for a marble, or just a little bowl If I stick my finger in it, I can dig for gold Maybe out will jump a little mole So hey, I hear they gave it a name! It’s just a little hole but they don’t see it the same So hey, I wanna go to Maine And they call it a belly button, yeah, a belly button They call it a belly button, baby So I put my finger in it And give it a push I push it like a button And my skin went smoosh Waited for something to happen Maybe a light would go on Or maybe I’d start dancing Or sound like a farm But nothing happened Stupid belly button It needs to be rewired Then when I push it, something will go on fire! FIRE FIRE FIRE FIRE! I look down at my tummy and see a depression I can’t hook it to some wires, and put it in suspension If I gained a lot of weight it would succumb to expansion If I weighed 1000 pounds it would be like a mansion! So hey, I hear they gave it a name! The type of name that caused some pain So hey, who wants to go to Maine? In Maine… In Maine… They call it a BELLY BUTTON! Wooo yeah, a belly button Let’s go to Boston and eat a Fajita! 2003

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October 22, 2005 02:21Faith

*Laughs* Wow... this poem is highly entertaining! Where do you come up with stuff like this? Good work!

October 22, 2005 03:10Sandwich Massacre

it was a cold february day, i was all but 14 and enjoying this strange little thing that apparently adam and eve didn't have. or so they say. and at that moment, it felt special enough to write a song about it.