Ode to the bun (Day 11)

Member since 2004 · Posted 15 Jul 2004 · 2 comments

Sitting with such stoic dignity Amidst judging sidelong glances Deaf to the sniggers and jibes It refuses to rise up. Even in its death there is life Abundant, teeming, hardly acceptable Yet it is still life Rotting raisins and all Proudly accepted and loved Just as it is I âm starting to admire that rotten bun

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[10] edwardo 15-Jul-04/10:22 PM Reply

*sob* beautiful *sniff* just beautiful.

[n/a] jdc 15-Jul-04/11:16 PM Reply

Thanks for the heartfelt sentiment, touching really,sniff * and all for Poetry day today in little ol NZ