At least 1/2 dozen glass bassoons,
And two glass stirrer,
Both stepped on,
Bubbler stems with broken tips,
And Pyrex one hitter comet towards the ground,
Shattered Pyrex measuring cups,
And one giant bowl,
These were the memories of broken glass,
And we only have ourselves to blame,
don’t tink about it,
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Author:
Blue Dental Squirrel (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Be careful the crystal didgeridoo isn’t stable
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments1
A bit too enigmatic for me -and wot about the crystal didgeridoo?
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