Friday, August 12, 2005
A package came today Express
To liven up my loneliness;
It was the strangest steel device
For crushing hearts in soft caress.
The paperwork? devoid of price.
Instructions? there was no advice.
It seems to be for squeezing tears —
But then your glance should quite suffice.
In usage, too much pain adheres
And gums the brightly polished gears,
Which makes the cleanup such a mess;
Best send it back—or so one hears.
© 2005 Jeffrey Hull