The Boy Who Grew up into a Guitar by Paul Badger


Did you hear about the boy
Who grew up into a guitar?
One day he was skin
But he woke up one morning
Made of wood and steel strings
And as he went to the mirror
To study this change
There was a cable
Trailing along the floor behind him
For the amplifier.

He would have asked
Julie to the pictures
But every time he spoke
The saddest chords cried out

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