Two little pigs bathing in the mud
Everything was going along just fine
Until one decides to do a cannonball
Emptying the mud out of the hole.
Walking home in the rain
Under my mom’s umbrella
Pointing out the rainbow
Along the way
Splashing along in the puddles
Watching the rain plip plop plip
I have never seen
Anything as odd
As I did see today
At the zoo
For what did I see
Then none other than
a koala wearing a pink dress
While riding her bicycle
Look what I have for you
A pink balloon on a string
Not green, red, or blue
It can’t float away tied to a ring
In the shape of a heart
To represent mine that you stole
When you said you loved my art
And touched my soul
About the Creator
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You Think I Am Broken
Introduction This is inspired by my situation on Vocal, the Bouke de Vries work and the Screaming Trees song. I know that for many others, they would have walked away from Vocal, but I am taking it as a challenge. I get the feeling that Vocal moderators and others don't want me here (just my imposter syndrome paranoia), but I know a lot of people do, and obviously, some on Vocal do value me, so I will not be giving up.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 days ago in Poets
Comments (4)
Very fun!
I love the ending!
Dear StepMom ~ How Darling ~ But, wouldn't that be Under Mom's 'Brolly' in you neck of the woods. - Your 2nd 'favorite' StepSon - Jay
Nice💥