Hobbled April 17, 2018April 17, 2018 ~ Tracy Engelbrecht I shoot myself in the foot Cut off my own nose to spite my face Soon I’ll be a disembodied torso Held up only by the rod I’ve made for my own back And do you think I’ll be happy then? Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Like Loading... Related Published by Tracy Engelbrecht Our Lady Tracy of the Most Patient, Patron Saint of Giving the Benefit of the Doubt For Like, 5 Minutes, Max. View all posts by Tracy Engelbrecht