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The Mystery of My Bobble Headed Doll (Free verse) by CouchPotato He is a bobble headed doll
A spring-loaded action packed
Jumping bean with a rigid spine
Glued to the back of my 67 Chevy
Smiling at all the passers by
Waving at the traffic line
With that perpetual nod and that painted face
Extending greetings while he stands in place
Is he the Palgiacchi of our time?
Or is he the man he appears to be?
Oh if he could only unfold with that varnished smile.
Up the ladder:
upon driving through rural Washington
Down the ladder:
Return To Narnia
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Posted: November 21, 2003 6:00 AM PST; Last modified: November 21, 2003 6:02 AM PSTWeighted score: 5.614723 Overall Rank: 2240 Comments:
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eyrbare @ 143.235.128.127
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21-Nov-03/7:30 AM
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Can visualize the scene very well. Good job! =D
Healing are we? Yes, poetry is magical that way.
Spun me right round with the bobble -head and couch potato theme. almost passed you up.
intelligently wacky. 157 view(s)
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