A miscellaneous pea
Studied me
As sweeping the floor
I found it.
So curious to see
A random pea
Where feet should
Tread instead.
Such a pleasing green
I'd never seen
Nor plumper perfection
Outside the pod.
Alas, I swept it up
And swept it out
And that's all I had
To talk about.
*I wrote this poem years ago. Found it recently and it made me laugh!
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Prickmedainty Poetry
PoetryFor all those who broke their glass slipper and still search for stars in the shards.
