As the last evolutionary vestige of ancient ancestry
My earlobe simply hangs. It isn’t much fun.
It’s just a fleshy, bodily accessory.
That’s why I got it pierced when I turned 21.
Cartilage, skin, and a light peach fuzz,
The ear lobe is a rather small bit.
Though I’m not really sure what it does,
I never leave home without it.
You might call me absurd,
But it kind of reminds me of Silly Putty.
Maybe that’s because it’s a really funny word.
Say it with me everybody.
Ear lobe. Ear lobe. ear lobe. ear lobe!
Attached or detached, it’s all across the globe!