I go dancing all times of day but I
woke up one morning and I was erased
I have a closetful of happy reds but
they came at me with that eraser
I made children out of thick nothing but
big old eraser coming after me
Making my helpless art all through third grade
ha! who knew I would end up erased
Hunting the pure, sweet lifeline but
oh the eraser right behind me
I have bones all through my body but
that never stopped the great eraser
I have friends all over my maps but
here comes the eraser hunting me down
I dutifully stretch my morning limbs but
nighttime: out jumps the eraser
I stand shouting on the mountaintop but I
woke up one morning erased
Sometimes it feels like that, doesn't it.
ReplyDeleteThis is clever! Good for you!
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