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I Know What It's Like To Be Cardboard

I just had a morbid thought I know what it's like to be cardboard this is my story you may laugh, you may boo but I know what it's like to be cardboard and one day you may too. I'm stiff today I'm stiff everyday I get soggy when I'm wet But then I get stiff again I'm afraid of fire but aren't we all? I came in pretty packaging but now the paint's all gone I break when I bend over I need to help just to move I hope one day to float then be buried in the earth. -thank you...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 3/8/2010 11:02:00 PM
Such good analogy! Susan
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Date: 3/8/2010 2:22:00 PM
Hi Michael, isnt' it good that we are no cardboards? I really like this poem and your idea and words. Good job! And thanks for your comment...Gert
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