So much pressure
So much weight
But I serve a purpose
Protecting a surface
I’m movable
Depressed when I’m not used
I can see water dripping
Ruining surfaces when I’m needed
Please use me
Every day
Regularly
Check out my books!
So much pressure
So much weight
But I serve a purpose
Protecting a surface
I’m movable
Depressed when I’m not used
I can see water dripping
Ruining surfaces when I’m needed
Please use me
Every day
Regularly
Check out my books!
Storm of Ink 
Hehehe! I love your object poetry. It always makes me smile.
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I’m glad lol thank you Tara!
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Lovely. An apoeal from a coaster
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Thank you Lorraine! Hope you are well today
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Thanks so much for your good wishes. Hes, I am doung well today, thankyou
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Welcome, and great!
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Great poem about coasters, lol! Never look at one the same again.
But I can’t help but think it can reflect what humans think about themselves sometimes.
😌
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lol thank you – very true
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