Crazy Glue
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It's amazing the uses you can put Crazy Glue to.
Crazy Glue
Once I was happy Before I met you And got myself together With an ounce of Crazy Glue. And once there was a time When I thought the sky was blue And in my magic kingdom There was room enough for two. A time so long ago forgot That even Crazy Glue must rot Till seeping out each pasted pore I lay undone there on the floor. |
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| nice work here. i like they way you keep a sort of humorous tone here even with the serious subject matter. nice work. peace, joe | Posted on 2006-07-03 00:00:00 | by joeyalphabet | [ Reply to This ] | Wow! I definately liked this one. I think your metaphor of crazy glue was ingenious. I liked the flow and the undertones of a broken heart yet to heal with this poem. Your poem to was brief and said so much at once. This was quite powerful. I'm inclined to read more of your work now. | Catrina. | Posted on 2006-07-01 00:00:00 | by Magnolia Steele | [ Reply to This ] | LOL..I liked this one a lot!!! I would have never thought of pasting myself together with Crazy Clue... (I'll have to try that next time). Anyway, you kept a humorous tone throughout this write. It was a serious subject matter of course and I couldn't help but chuckle my way through it. | | Posted on 2006-07-15 00:00:00 | by .:eVe:. | [ Reply to This ] | The imagery is amusing: makes you ponder the glue as a metaphore. | The final two lines totally leave it up to the imagination and end your poem in a sort of daydream. "Till seeping out each pasted pore I lay undone there on the floor." I truly liked it. LM | Posted on 2006-07-01 00:00:00 | by LadyMerlina | [ Reply to This ] | |
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