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By kory salajka3 years ago in Poets
Oh, humble squares of colored hue, Thy magic lies in what you do, A mundane sight, yet wondrous art, Post-it notes, you've won my heart.
By Abnoan Muniz3 years ago in Poets
Oh glorious contraption on the countertop My howl sings your praises For you open unto me Containers of incredible comestibles
By Rae Fairchild (MRB)3 years ago in Poets
O sturdy shelf on mine wall Chaos and clutter beneath thee does fall On thine surface treasures from far and near Tales of word, Foucault and Shakespeare
By Kip Guenther3 years ago in Poets
A headline I recently read, declared that belts with holes are dead A chill ran down my spine, suddenly my world grew cold, was this real, a disaster foretold?
By Everyday Junglist3 years ago in Poets
There was once an old lady in Dublin Who served the finest ale with bubblin’ So I went to make her mine And she put my clothes on the line
By Mother Combs3 years ago in Poets
In the realm of simple, daily grace, Where water flows and towels embrace, There lies a sentinel, often unsung, Yet by its hand, cleanses are wrung.
Oh my colourful big water bottle! How lovely and true you are. Providing me with clear, clean, life giving water. With your little lines, with different times.
By Lane Burns3 years ago in Poets
Humorous Ode to a Paperclip Oh, humble paperclip, you sly little devil, Holding papers together, on your metal level.
By Dennis Thomas IV3 years ago in Poets
Comedic Ode to a Toothbrush Yo, toothbrush, you crazy little thing, You got me grinning, ready to sing. You're like a stand-up act in my bathroom,
Ode to a Paperclip Oh, little paperclip, you slick little thing, Holding papers together, like a boss, you bring. You may be small, but you pack a punch,
To the little leather-bound book that I keep on my nightstand, You serve me well, By keeping my secrets tucked safely in your pages.
By Deth Angel3 years ago in Poets
