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A Poem by jaime
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comedy

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A comet reflecting on a puddle at night
The banana seats on a little kids bike
The last chunk of meat in Grandma's stew
The bubble I blow with Big League Chew
The laughter drool that strings from my mouth
The geese in a "V" flying due South
The plastic tip at the end of my laces
The lick of my teeth on the first day with braces
The sand that buries a Tonka toy truck
The end of a string of really bad luck
A slice of pizza with x-tra, x-tra cheese
The feeling I get just before I sneeze
The soothing vibration of a tabby cat's purr
The sweet scent of Frankenscence and Myrr
The sattlelight blinking along with the stars
The AROOGA honk of those antique cars
The cooling mist of a waterfall
The smell in the air on the first day of fall
The spit bubble that makes my voice octaves higher
and getting pulled real fast in a Radio Flyer.

© 2008 jaime


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Cah
Oh, god.

This is like my one's bizzaro world anti-twin. Or maybe the innocent child that will grow to be my cynical b*****d. Opposite in every way except the poetics. Yours is probably healthier. =)

The radio flyer and the stew are my favorites, I think.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Well written write about, I'm asssuming it's how a friend makes you feel.

Thanks for entering my contest.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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