Bending Spoons Poem by Charlie Parant
Bending Spoons
I often use my mind control
to slowly make a pencil roll
and when I really concentrate
I can break a dinner plate
sometimes I spend my afternoons
just sitting here bending spoons
or sometimes I will use my mind
to make a ball of string unwind
but I have no power over you
can’t control the things you do
if I could I think you might
be staying here with me tonight
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