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DUSTY   COBWEB   BUILDERS


Who  ever  sees or even  knows  any  cobs?
The cobs who live in my house must be small 
Not  big or clumsy to live in such  delicate 
Webs up in the corners of my ceiling and wall.

Even if I destroy their cob webs
They  will be rebuilt in  the same style exactly:
So these guys are industrious and persistent.
Like the  morlocks*,  only  their handiwork I see.

But  why are they always so dirty?  
Never dust or clean their house each day?
Even the new cobwebs are dusty.
They  must just make ‘em that  way.

And where are the cobs whenever I visit their webs?
Possibly the  cob-man just couldn’t stand 
The dirt any more so he’s gone out
Down to the  cob-pub for his favorite brand.

The cob-kids are sleeping over at friends 
With their playstations (it’s a  must)
Showing  virtual cobs,  building virtual webs, 
With, of course, virtual dust. 

Meanwhile the cob-wife  is fed-up 
With the constant dirt everywhere and 
Wants a new  vacuum cleaner.
She’s in the cob-café with her girlfriend.

But  maybe these guys are really cob-realtors
Who’ll  build webs, quick and cheap,  and will
Simply  lease  ‘em  to other cobs, ready-furnished: 
With all the dust  you can handle.
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NOTES
*Morlocks are creatures in   H G Wells’s   THE TIME MACHINE

The rhyme scheme is that in each verse the second and fourth lines rhyme
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Theme   is   “ cobwebs and dust”  --  written  11th  March  2012
Entered in Francine Roberts’s  Contest      Cobwebs and Dust

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