Oh come on, baby, don't do this.
I'm still as good as I once was.
Sure I may have lost some fizz,
But hey, everyone does.
Please, baby please,
I've still got a little in me,
Just put wrap me in your lips,
and hold me horizontally.
Off comes my coverings,
My dressings, my label,
Wait, where are you taking me,
Stop! You've walked past the table!
Augh, you dick, You bastard, you prick,
How dare you use me and dump me like this.
It stinks in here, ugh, I'm covered in filth.
You're gonna miss my bubbly kiss.
Author notes
Prompt: Don't discard me.
Oh, if only inanimate objects could talk and feel as we do.
A contest entry
- prewrite contest 1st come 1st serve by serenity silvermoon.
900 points, ended November 14, 406 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Several line prompts to chose from. Have fun. by Topaze.
800 points, ended November 22, 15 entries
Honorable mention
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Comments
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Thank you for this fine entry, my best wishes.
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Very good word play!
great comparison too.....
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Oh! Good catch. Thank You
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LOL you have a great spoof here. great job
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