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That man, one eyed,
Jaw ajar from when It broke,
Inside his head, nothing.
Just silver sorting thing.
His hair in giant spirals,
Stick food in, he won't choke
That man, one eyed stove.
- by chickenchowmeinlady |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/27/2008 |
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- Title: That man
- Artist: chickenchowmeinlady
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Description:
I was in the kitchen with my book, when I looked at the stove...
So I decided that I was bored, and now was a good time to write a poem about the stove...
(He would be so proud) - Date: 07/27/2008
- Tags: stovepoemman
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