See the world in a grain of sand...
Apr. 4th, 2009 07:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
flyakateI have slacked off on posting poems (oops) so today I bring you the adorable awesomeness of Shel Silverstein. I still know parts of "the Homework Machine" by memory, I must have had to memorize it at some point in grade school.
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Picture Puzzle Piece (Shel Silverstein)
One picture puzzle piece
Lyin' on the sidewalk,
One picture puzzle piece
Soakin' in the rain.
It might be a button of blue
On the coat of the woman
Who lived in a shoe.
It might be a magical bean,
Or a fold in the red
Velvet robe of a queen.
It might be the one little bite
Of the apple her stepmother
Gave to Snow White.
It might be the veil of a bride
Or a bottle with some evil genie inside.
It might be a small tuft of hair
On the big bouncy belly
Of Bobo the Bear.
It might be a bit of the cloak
Of the Witch of the West
As she melted to smoke.
It might be a shadowy trace
Of a tear that runs down an angel's face.
Nothing has more possibilities
Than one old wet picture puzzle piece.
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I have been highly lazy today (as evidenced by the several hour long nap that I took on my bed with my cat this afternoon) and STILL haven't figured out what to eat for dinner, oops? Perhaps that makes it potstickers night :o) Though first that means we have to wash the dishes in the sink... dang it. Hope everyone is having a good middle of their weekend!
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Picture Puzzle Piece (Shel Silverstein)
One picture puzzle piece
Lyin' on the sidewalk,
One picture puzzle piece
Soakin' in the rain.
It might be a button of blue
On the coat of the woman
Who lived in a shoe.
It might be a magical bean,
Or a fold in the red
Velvet robe of a queen.
It might be the one little bite
Of the apple her stepmother
Gave to Snow White.
It might be the veil of a bride
Or a bottle with some evil genie inside.
It might be a small tuft of hair
On the big bouncy belly
Of Bobo the Bear.
It might be a bit of the cloak
Of the Witch of the West
As she melted to smoke.
It might be a shadowy trace
Of a tear that runs down an angel's face.
Nothing has more possibilities
Than one old wet picture puzzle piece.
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I have been highly lazy today (as evidenced by the several hour long nap that I took on my bed with my cat this afternoon) and STILL haven't figured out what to eat for dinner, oops? Perhaps that makes it potstickers night :o) Though first that means we have to wash the dishes in the sink... dang it. Hope everyone is having a good middle of their weekend!
