If you're as old as me this poem will make sense. If not it probably won't make a lick of sense at all.
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Put a nickel on the needle,
Hold me down so I won't skip.
Spin the red top round and round,
Catch me before I hit the ground.
You sunk my battleship.
You knocked my block off.
You catch me quite off guard.
Should you ever breathe my way,
You'll wreck my house of cards.
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Thanks for reading! - Sam
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Sam Harty is a poet of raw truth and quiet rebellion. Author of Lost Love Volumes I & II and The Lost Little Series, her work confronts heartbreak, trauma, and survival with fierce honesty and lyrical depth. Where to find me
Comments (4)
Very entertaining to read!
I recognize every bit in this poem. I was pretty good at building that house of cards back in the day. Sometimes a nickel was too heavy so I’d use a dime. Great poem with a good sense of rhythm. Excellent work, Sam!
Nicely done!!
No, he won't wreck your cards - you're not going to let him! A cool poem, Sam!