Bring To Life- the Clothes Peg
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It lies with it's kin in the bag they live in, collectively known as a 'float',
not quite sure why that's so but there's one thing I know
and that's they've never been near a boat.
They hustle and clatter , skins not coated in batter, in different hues, green, yellow, red,
there's a blue one, poor thing with a twisted wire spring
that's unused, I assume that he's dead.
From a hook under the stairs they will come out in pairs
although sometimes they will hunt in threes
when bedsheets they attack, or their jaws may just crack
as it fights them all off in the breeze.
If encountering a red one, for sure, you're a dead one,
it nips at your fingers and toes,
and when the timing is right it's a horrible sight on the tip of a young child's nose.
I can honestly state that they sometimes migrate
not a lot, since they always get caught,
but please take it from me, that I can guarantee on washdays you are always one short.
11th April 2018
For contest 'Bring to life', sponsor Shadow Hamilton
Copyright © Viv Wigley | Year Posted 2018
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