Hold me and throw me awayA Poem by Malia
Like a plastic bag
Like a wasted napkin I float across the counter to be pushed around and never touched. Had my use for items inside me never be used but put away in the cupboard to glance at. I never did anything right with you. I always missed a spot of the counter you wanted clean. Look at that spot of jelly on the counter! Although I didn't see it because my white paper thin self couldnt view that spot. Can't you ever look at things? You rip, tear, and are useless. What good can a bag do if not hold precious items to carry. What importance is a napkin if it can't clean anything. I'll tell you one thing I was plastic that now cost 10 cents and my napkin was paper thin old and cheap. But you wouldn't know that because you never took the time to see what I was doing while you were dismissive with your clouded judgement. Guess you should opt out for a those dollar grocery bags and a towel to clean up. © 2018 MaliaReviews
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Added on January 28, 2018Last Updated on January 28, 2018 |