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Eva Firnigl Poem
I went into the scented apothecary (lush)
For it smelt like a gourmand dream
So soon my scent grew weary
So I chose a random scheme
A gem shaped chalky piece
That smelt like rose and myrrh
(Unknowing it was to cease)
I dropped it into my bath, and watched the witchery occur
Damn you wretched homeopath!
Perfume merchant mocker
Who sold me that purple sphere
Dowsing gold, silver and copper
Did smaller and smaller appear
Fizzled up and exploded
Left that pretty gem eroded!
So now I'm left in tears:(
Copyright © Eva Firnigl | Year Posted 2025
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Eva Firnigl Poem
I did write u a poem but I lied about it and forgot. As you would say, I tend to lie about things a lot
Please would you meet me at the park?
Today, at four-o-clockish sharp?
At the bench under the tree
(Just come and talk to me!)
And yes I know that if there's snow
Or rain, we'll get cold and have to go—
But have you heard, do you know?
How to kiss like an Eskimo?
We can rub our noses together
To protect them from this horrid weather
And If it snows we'll just build an igloo
(If only to extend this brief rendezvous )
Stay a little longer to see the northern lights?
Stay with me to watch the starry nights?
I get it if you're busy, that's also fine.
(But won't you, can't you, just be mine?)
But now it's five, we don't have long
And so I guess the igloo's gone
And so we'll go back to the bench
And you can say "Why not more like the French?"
I like Svalbard, but you like Paris more
(And of course, for you) I'll say: "sure!"
Copyright © Eva Firnigl | Year Posted 2025
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Eva Firnigl Poem
Look there; see Noah's arc is going down!
N Its looking like we're all gonna drown
So what was the problem? The hefty cause?
Iceberg breach? Captain overboard?
No I wish, Noah just had too many sons
And so now the ship weighs bleeping tons
You see: Noah had SO many sons
That the bad ones ate the good ones
To make room for the bad sons to fit
(Was some proper soylent green typa bleep)
It's too heavy now, the ship's going down
We're the bad guys n we're gonna drown
Come on, shovel the water out, on your side!
It's over now, but there's still time to bide.
Yeah I know it might be in vain
N it looks like water's coming in all the same
But trying never hurt nobody at all
We got nothing to lose, I mean really nothin at all
And either way, Jesus is coming n judging tonight
So... Best look like you're at least trying to fight
Copyright © Eva Firnigl | Year Posted 2026
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