Topic: The Broom (not really about a broom) | |
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This is a poem I wrote:
the broom sits in the corner waiting for the day that it may strike the broom sits in the corner it stands watch throughout the night always being pushed around it's feet are always on the ground when it stops doing its job they throw it away A new broom arrives to fill the space but lately the broom has been lonely dirt to clean but no one to hold me cobwebs and dust fill the house of decay the broom waits quietly for another day |
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Maybe not about a broom, but I was still swept away by it. Nicely done!
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never fun to feel like a used broom that no one wants anymore
nicely worded |
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replace that broom with a Swiffer!
Oh wait, this is like one of those poem things where the broom is a representation of the author........nvm :P |
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