Some people see this as just an oval,
But I see it as a submarine,
With its great periscope,
It's a magnificent machine.
Some people see this as just an oval,
But I see it as a dragon's egg
All shiny and spiky and green,
With all its tiny polka-dots
And with its glittering sheen.
Some people see this as just an oval,
But I see it as a gem,
And the gem is red and sparkly
And carried by ten thousand burly men.
Some people see this as just an oval,
But I see it as a lake
Its blue water being moved
By a mother duck and her babe.
Some people see this as just an oval,
But I say that it is more.
And for all those sightless people
Who sulk and stare at the floor,
Look up at the world;
This is not just an oval.
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My Poetry Dump
PoetryThese are basically just poems I've written. I'll continue to post my poems here, just because I'm kind of proud of them and I want them to be out there. Some of them aren't perfect, but oh well. So if you like poems, this is for you. Warning: It ge...
