Just Doing His Job
I questioned the plug in my sink,
“Growing up, what is it you think
You’ll turn out to be?”
Not answering, did he;
He stopped me as quick as a wink.
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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2013.
Okay, you’ve really got me on this one. I know I’ll feel VERY stupid when you explain it to me. Maybe it would help if I knew where the end quotation marks go. If you’d put those in and give me another chance, I might get it.
Well, I have to tell you that I first thought perhaps it was a play on words actually referring to the belly-button. I’m probably totally off on that because I never could really make it fit. And now I will feel even more stupid. But I’m determined to figure it out. (I can’t help but wonder how many of those people who clicked the “like” button actually know what the poem is saying.)
Maybe it’s easier to “like” than it is to puzzle.
I was asking the plug, the stopper, what he wanted to be when he grew up. But he didn’t answer. Instead, he did his job and stopped me regarding that line of questioning. I told you it was a bit bizarre.
Mine said he wants to have a bath.
LOL
Hey, Dennis, for some reason, I missed your last comment to me on this and found it only today. But I do want you to know that, at least when you put the word “stopped” in bold letters, I finally got the point. DUH! So sorry I was so dense that time around. And, of course, when I understand it, it is a really cute poem.
And Dennis O’Brien’s comment was a winner!