Bubble Husband

I'm in a world of trouble cause I left my husband in a bubble and I left him there all day.
There's no use for dialogue cause his mind is in a fog and he doesn't hear a single thing I say.
If I try to burst his bubble, he'll be left in piles of rubble, so in his bubble he must stay..As when he's in this state, nothing else can penetrate, so I guess I'll watch his bubble float away..
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Leffanta Avatar
February 18, 2020 at 12:15 PM
Hot air is the primary support for males! Well caught! Aloha! Rico
Gauthier Avatar
February 17, 2020 at 1:17 PM
Wow, Nancy. Awesome poem. Totally delightful rhythm. Besides... what better place for a husband? LOL
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