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Wartner (Free verse) by unouluvme
Poised atop my finger,
steaming, cold, and frozen
the calloused surface surrenders
to the blue foam aplicater
the warning on the label
"could cause serious burns"
scares me half to death.
my beautiful finger
scarred for life
the most important one
after all without this finger
which one would flip the birdie?
but the ugly wart
so vile and unsightly
annoyed me even more
15 seconds, the stinging pain
but a good cause it was for
2 weeks passed, me waiting impatiantly
it shrunk, died, passed away,
my finger beautiful once more.
*imagine me showing you* (remember, this is my middle finger were
talking about):)
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