Saturday, April 16, 2011

Settled

Was it my fault?
Shouldn't have been  nice.
Shouldn't have stood by the door.
A waist of time in every way.
He took his time with me.
That's why it took him so long
To find out that he wasn't going to win.
No one can touch the glass doll on the top shelf,
Unless they have a ladder.
He waited at the bottom for me to fall,
but settled for straw instead.

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