Thermometer Poem by Zhijian Jiang

Thermometer



A thermometer,
Her glass shell packed with,
Material mercury,
And blank noble sentiment.

When greed has a fever,
Mercury keeps inflating,
And gradually occupy blank.

Greed keeps having a fever,
The thermometer will burst at the end,
Only the incomplete body left.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rekha Mandagere 26 April 2012

The poem is really superb and educative. I just love the comprison used here. Nice write.

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