Bubbles were Bibbly
Or a bubble to be more specific
His friends called him
Bibbly the bubble
Now Bibbly the bubble
Lived quite the quandary
For no matter how deep
He thought, or how
Sincere he was, people
Still told him
He was very transparent
Now this hurt his feelings
And made him cry
He cried and cried
Until he finally popped
And Bibbly the bubble
Became nothing at all
The moral of the,
Story is, be nice to
Bubbles, even Bibbly, as
You may not have Bubbles
Anymore
YOU ARE READING
EXPOSED
PoesíaA peak behind the curtains, The stripping of the facade, Let's peak inside my head, And prepare to be awed... ;-) Photo is of Lake Nakuru in Kenya.
