Contacts Poem by Darcci Swager
Contacts
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She picks me up and washes me off
It tastes funny but is so cool
All I see is white, green, brown, and black.
I get settled in and start to feel fine
I see things from a different view
Look left I see a big brown dog
To the right a boy playing ping pong
Then she rubs her eye and down I fly
Left alone to dry
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
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4/19/2024 4:03:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
interesting perspective