Thursday, March 11, 2010

Hanging (object Poem)

Everyday you have something hanging on me
Heavy coats like an elephant
Heavy clothes like a textbook
I’m just tired of this
How about you be the hanger and I’ll hang on you
I’ll put my heavy
Bag on you and
Invite some friends
Of my friends so
They can hang some heavy clothes on you.

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