Published May 13, 2010
The fat cat on the mat snoozes, as I state
.I didn’t know forks could get bruises.
So my spindles and tongs which delve into my fish finger
Have not yet bruised the fork.
.But this is a time of happiness. She said
Yum.
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I don't understand the poem very well! But it was good at the same time! It doesn't teally mean anything to me, but some how I still adore this poem! I like how at the end is says "Yum." The title is a little bit random and doesn't really lure me into reading it. Keep writing!
-KAH
Okay...so this was sort of a pointless poem, but I loved it! I agree with stelagineva, the
part was my favorite! Although I don't see why you have periods at the beginning of two of the lines... Is it just for spacing?
Anyways...
It made me giggle. Good job.
I'm not really sure how to critique this properly, but I just wanted to say that I absolutely loved it, and I don't really know what you mean by:
But I love it. I don't know why. You personified a fork.
I have no criticism to offer, because I honestly don't understand it that well, but I absolutely love it, anyway! So good job!