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Dem Bones

Inside every one of us, A skeleton resides. Unless exposed by X-rays, It’s protected and it hides. The thin among us feel its bones, Reminding us it’s there; While those of pillowy proportions Know it’s tucked somewhere. In med school, students learn the names Of every single bone. On Halloween, a skeleton That dances might be shown. But other times, we all forget That underneath our skins, We all resemble one another, More alike than twins.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 4/12/2013 1:50:00 AM
Who but you!!! The scope of your subject matter never ceases to amaze me! '...pillowy proportions,' such a superb phrase, and alliterative, too! Best wishes, Keith
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Date: 4/11/2013 4:32:00 PM
I feel so exposed. :)
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Date: 4/11/2013 9:08:00 AM
Hmm.. Nice closing thought. Interesting and new way to say it too.
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Date: 4/11/2013 6:42:00 AM
hahaha, Love this. we are more alike than ever under the skin!!
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Date: 4/11/2013 6:37:00 AM
Interesting topic, Ilene...I can honestly say I've never considered our likeness underneath! Good one!
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Date: 4/10/2013 8:09:00 PM
Great poem and fun. I loved it Ilene. Love, Joyce
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