DEB

Come out of hiding from under your beds For fellow Nukkadites seldom lose their heads They just talk more than chew Confused most times with their points of view There will be no outburst of words or cries No slapping of fingers just people going crazy Not knowing what to write or to say And confuse the other writers all the way :)

Methinks there's something going on Of which I understand none So with hand on head am hiding under the bed Till the storm or tempest is gone And when the tempest is gone I'll come out from underground To see what is happening And the cause of this destruction