The Rubic Cube Poem by Charles M Moore
The Rubic Cube
I had a little Rubic Cube
I never really understood
I twiddled fumbled turned and cranked
its multi coloured bodyshank
then threw the bloody thing away
to save my dwindling sanity.
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Patricia Gale
01 April 2006
Did the same, but it came back when the children bought theirs! Patricia
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4/26/2024 11:36:48 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A poem with wider implications. But the particular is an amusing (a-maze-ing) anecdote, full -incidentally - of wisdom. And very fine to read.