A Great Bubble Disgrace

A Great Bubble Disgrace

A Poem by Tasha

I will not stop blowing
I'm on the path to a world record
I'll blow and blow until my mouth fall off
I'm starting to get bored

Soon the bubble was as big as my head
But I blew, I blew, I blew still more
Sleep began to overcome me
I started to dread
I was practically beginning to snore

But still I kept blowing
Blowing my breath into the gum
I dared not to stop pursuing
I began to get pretty glum

Pop! Went the bubble
And my world record
I searched for my face
Underneath all the pink rubble

I fell asleep with pink gum on my face
What's the point?
I'm already a great bubble disgrace
I felt someone carrying me
They popped me on my bed and silently embraced
I suddenly fell into a deep deep sleep
Unaware of my recent failure, I saw prancing sheeps

© 2012 Tasha


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Added on September 14, 2012
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