NaPoWriMo day sixteen. Poem number sixteen is inspired indirectly by a young man called Harrison Baugh who likes to write about underworld creatures. It’s called Mervyn Clutton the Bellybutton Glutton
Hello, my name is Mervyn Clutton.
I live inside your bellybutton.
I like to nestle in the fluff
and wallow in the icky stuff
that you would rather not face
deep within your special place.
Mites for breakfast, lunch and tea
followed by a nice fat flea.
I top it off with food that fell
into your bellybutton well.
It’s fair to say I am a glutton
for the feast that’s in your button.
I may disgust your tender soul
but someone has to clean your hole.
If left to its own device
it would be overrun with lice.
So please do receive with glee
my bellybutton friends and me.