Poorly Made Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Poorly Made



Replacing the old for the new every day,
hoping to find a better use from new
things that we buy.

It doesn't always happen, because even
when brand new, they can break or be
damaged.

Happening through no fault of our own,
it's just that they were poorly made in
another country and not America!

Tuesday, June 16, 2015
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