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Light a candle, turn the handle I might leap before too long burst through the lid, perform some glib-light bouncing bardish, bawdry song; peel off my undies, perform sundries that would make old sailors blush but every round, you push me down grinding that old tune too much. Telephone rings, I feel springs inside my coils start tightening A little thump, and out I jump at dizzy speeds most frightening. When I'm excited, you're delighted that I'm stuck inside this box. You don't need me, you're just greedy... guess it's time to buy a lock. |
Yes a lock! I should like to keep you locked up so I could be the only one could take u out to play. | Posted on 2011-09-11 00:00:00 | by DaleP | [ Reply to This ] | *bursts in with an explosive device that will kablam the box but leave the Jen inside completely unharmed and perhaps also with a bottle of beer in her hand* | Yes man? You write such dark nursery rhymes. HIT ME UP. I miss you. | Posted on 2011-06-16 00:00:00 | by AlyRose | [ Reply to This ] | under pressure and then pop...i agree with rubie...the in line rhyme works so well here...a couple spots feel a bit awkward...but overall, i like the concept...and i like the sarcastic voice of this. | | Posted on 2011-06-15 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ] | Ah yes. I see what you mean about the muse being a rhyming fiend. However, it does work here. The sing-songy rhythm works to reinforce the jack-in-the-box imagery....the popping up and down, back and forth, on a spring....yes, the "jack" in the box is always held under pressure, waiting for the crank of the handle to provide that release of tension....Good idea, the lock on your box. At least that way, you'll no longer have to make an appearance at the whims of whomever is cranking that handle. | | Posted on 2011-06-14 00:00:00 | by rubie | [ Reply to This ] | Jen: If it were up to me I'd let you ride , not push you down . We'd discuss the moon and stars and escape the boundaries of domicile . Maybe you could make me a key . Surely I jest , the answer is yes , but this is a delightfully intriguing and coquettish little romp with the unworthy . Where do I get my Jen in a box ? I'd promise not to get too ecstatic and twist the handle off . | Bruce | Posted on 2011-06-14 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ] | |