I don’t care that you’re
fat and heavy.
Or that you have holes in your face.
I just care that you are
sturdy and reliable.
I don’t need to know your age.
You have been good to me
and I have been good to you.
I help empty your stomach
when you get full.
I know that we sometimes argue.
You say that the tip is sharp,
but I keep the pencil in just a bit longer
because I feel it could be sharper.
You are not like those puny
short and slender sharpeners.
They make me work for their love
while you give it freely,
and that is why I will always be in your debt.
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Author:
M.E.M. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is another poem I made in class. It’s a stupid kind of funny. I was told to fall deeply in love with the first thing I lay my eyes on. I really want to know what y’all think of this. Created January 28, 2021
- Category: Love
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Comments6
I like the humor behind this, but there may be even more to be said about being able to channel creativity and create a whole poem from something normally so insignificant. It makes me wonder what you'd create based on something in which you found true depth or beauty. Nicely done.
Good write MEM.
Great fun - full of whimsy. Agree with bLq above, but don't abandon that humourous instinct, ever.
This is a great poem, M.E.M. Well done! You made me smile!
I wonder how we would read this without seeing the picture.
Wonderful fun write MEM.
Andy
innuendo at its witty and biting best,
wonderfully executed with a smooth deadpan style of delivery,
all hail the 'laughing lion's' of a new generation...
may humour forever prevail!
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