Glad I’m Not In His Skin
By larry r Linville

See that crazy guy over there?
Sneak a look and please don’t stare.
He’s always thinking he will win
But I’m glad I’m not in his skin.

He has no hair at all they say
But he has some fuzz that’s turning gray.
I see his little cocky grin
And I’m glad I’m not in his skin.

He is so very overweight
Must be from all the food he ate.
He probably thinks he’s really thin
But I’m glad I’m not in his skin.

Now he’s started mocking me
I put a hand upon my knee
And he does the same again
Boy I’m glad I’m not in his skin.

What is that I now hear?
They say I’m looking in a mirror
I guess I must look like his twin
And I’m the one that’s in his skin.