She Lives on Saliva 10 Cents to See
She Lives on! Saliva 10 Cents to See
Harold and Henrietta
Harold da Lingua, a stage name, that,
lived an act very few will follow.
His sister was born along with Harry,
but just her head, attached to him,
as small as a garbanzo with brains,
under the tip of Harry's tongue.
Young HdL joined the carnival,
impressing his draw by tongue
"Awwww, so cute", spectators sighed
when his sister mimed (she lacked for breath).
Her wordings looked saucy, her amber eyes rolled
and nitty teeth nattered and hair Marcel waved,
If sibling rivals tend toward discord,
symbiotic rivalries may run rougher:
whenever teen Harold assayed for sex
under the canvas, searching side dishes,
his sister mouthed judgments with promised
reprisals. Her teeth were sharpness unmuzzled.
Blood, or absence of blush from his lips,
belwethered the weather in Harry's mouth.
To forestall bleeds Harry carried a mirror.
Dropping his jaw he read lips in reverse,
gleaning another typical scold:
".nicer be would Nelly Fat Jolly
?whore bearded That"
His twin-in-twain fairly discounted
the whiskery lady, who
was lesbian, and a gay guy too.
So suffered Harry
with mouth and eye lashings
on and on in their mutual tongue.
Their partnership ended in a coup.
Mighty Miguel Oso
jealous, caught Harry
Harry's dentition dinging his tong
gulped so hard, that that was thhh-
at. At the trial
the judge, extenuated in chianti,
forgave the fratricide charge, "However,
you really shouldn't have swallowed."
Released by the law, sacked from the circus,
the end of young Harry's career meant nothing,
not even a point for this recount except
to recall in-digestion, a
Henrietta da Capo della la Lingua.