I stack you in rows of three
And make you square as can be
I pull you apart
It tears at my heart
When you fall it surprises me
It's better when you push at the middle
Instead with the edge piece to fiddle
Keep a good base
Or you'll leave no trace
Of your tower that somebody whittled
You come in a real stupid tube
That I always pack in, then undo
I cram all the blocks
Into that stupid box
And that's why we don't play with you.
-An original poem written in 5 minutes by Bryan and Katie Lewis
3 comments:
Made me chuckle. You two should co-write more poetry. I miss Katie's poems.
A large zip lock bag works well to store the blogs. Although it probably won't fit as well on the organized shelves you two have. :)
hahahahahahaaaa that's so good!
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