Oh, roll-y chair...
Sweet roll-y chair...
Why sit you over there?
I ponder you
with padded blue
seat cushion and nowhere
to go. Your wheels
are cracked; your steel's
all rusted; your padding,
loose; your plastic,
gouged. Was a stick
behind your cruel beating?
Yet ask I must -
it's not the rust -
What are you doing here?
It's not your place.
This is my space.
I laughed until a tear
rolled from my eye
because - well - I -
I'm in the bathroom, dear!
*based on a true story!
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- Mikki Black
- Virginia, United States
- God's awesome, and while I may not be your traditional Christian, God is the center of my everything, pal. You'll have to excuse me for being a fairly normal human in tandem with that.
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lol, very silly and clever :)
I hate that you're so much more talented and witty than I am...
That is so cute and funny. There is something to say about a rolling chair. I can't wait till you post more. I'm going to be your newest follower.
That is so funny. I love it!!
Oh god, yeah i'd probably have a panic attack if my hairdresser found a grey hair on my 30th bday too.
Did you cast your vote, I assume you want me to stay a seahawks fan just for the fun of the game. LOL
I hope you continue to visit my blog I'll be visiting yours.
Do you watch football and have a favorite team?
That is funny!
I love it! I couldn't help but sing along. I'm glad your love of Christmas all year hasn't faded.
Hey, is Lisa Anne right? Did you get your first gray hair at 30? How did you push the envelope an extra 5 years? Aunt Doris said everyone in the family starts going gray at 25. I did. And I'm sure it has nothing to do with the fact that you were born when I was 25.
Love you!
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