A Long Hairline Crack

A long hairline crack down the side
Can't be seen from entrance at door
It leaks just a small drip not tide
But tends to puddle on the floor

Will try to patch by using caulk
Let it dry then see if it works
With this repair should have good block
Maybe not even watermarks

All that work you have guessed, it leaks
Still..maybe have to replace it
Can't just throw this away..antiques
Know what I can do get a kit

In the yard it will get to sit
During its final days it will
Float jasmine scent to our credit
The end for commode that's unreal
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Fraser Avatar
March 14, 2010 at 8:21 AM
It matters not to where nature grows, because she will be in her splendour in green and colourful throws >> James
A  Avatar
March 10, 2010 at 3:27 PM
A great read, I find it cute. Enjoyed the read. Thank u 4 your comment today...I.T.
Paul Avatar
March 10, 2010 at 12:14 PM
smiled at the end (commode)...u devil u :-)...a fun read albeit a tad bumpy... cheers P
Culverhouse Avatar
March 10, 2010 at 11:57 AM
cute, did you see your neighbor's toilet? in the yard? looks like they glued flowers to it.
Clark Avatar
March 10, 2010 at 7:02 AM
Ahhhh some of our favorite things, actually move on to better places!!! Nicely written Sara! Thanks for your kind comments! I really enjoyed this longer piece! Jeralynn
Brown Avatar
March 10, 2010 at 5:34 AM
Thank you for sharing your excellent poetry with us today Sara. You have made my day now I wish you a wonderful day. Love, Carol
Dietrich Avatar
March 9, 2010 at 9:30 PM
Good use you put it to, Sara. a fun read . About my limericks. I just use "names" the names do not refer to an actual person. So all my limerics, though they use my friends' names, are just to make jokes about anybody with that name and not one person in particular! LUv, Andrea
Chachere Avatar
March 9, 2010 at 7:41 PM
and i see, i read your mail.sorry for the comment. ah ha. and on my poem "Black Crystal", its apart of "mysteries of hate" i can't continue the story until i have more dreams.Always&Forever Lynette
Sweetheart Avatar
March 9, 2010 at 7:36 PM
Sweet last line .. so funny ... never would have guessed a commode.. so its a flower garden too.. never would have thought of that.. luv.. Linda-Marie.. need more of these funny writes on Soup... good job Sara..
Knop Avatar
March 9, 2010 at 4:49 PM
Sorry for that! Did you try any time a clear strong glue? Thank you for your comments, Sara! I for sure blew all yoke an white of the eggs off and kept sem packed. I believe best would be to fill the empty eggs with gypsum so that the can' break. ...Gert
Beaufort Avatar
March 9, 2010 at 4:43 PM
You made this so funny. I hope it was a pink toilet. We have one in the powder room that we are very fond of. I use nail polish to hide the flaws. It's so unusual, we'd never remodel it, but now I am afraid it will crack. Your imagination is unrivaled. Thanks
Kendrick Avatar
March 9, 2010 at 4:12 PM
Saw a commode in a neighbor's yard being used to house flowers..Sara
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