Off the Shelf
One fine day someone
came into the store
and took us off the shelf,
they threw their money down,
we were tossed into a bag,
so dark was it in there,
suddenly we heard lots
of people talking,
we were inside a smoked
filled room, this man pulled
us out of the bag, he then
opened our package we
were in, took us out,
he threw us onto
the table, after
placing money there
"darn it, he said,
I rolled snake eyes".
He was so mad, he threw
us in the wastebasket
and not the table again,
so that was where,
we stayed until the
next day, when some
kind person took us
out and said,"Hey!
I found me some dice,"
So that's what we are!
Copyright © James Foulk | Year Posted 2008
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment