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I put my ego in a box,
taped up well.


With no legitimate way to feed it,
this seemed the best way.

But it got out again
and rampaged
through the streets,
leaving debris in its wake,
but damaging only itself.

I will have to collect it again,
wrap it in soft tissue,
and put it away,
nestled in foam peanuts,
surrounded by cardboard.

This time I will mark the box
so there will be no mistake.
I'll take my magic marker
(the purple one)
and in my most careful hand, write:


This is a Three Word Wednesday post.


Unknown said...

My ego is a terribly fragile thing. I have to be careful not to feed it too much, yet if I don't feed it at all, it starves.

June 5, 2013 at 2:54 PM
Alice Audrey said...

It takes a lot of cotton batting to keep an ego safe. I gave up and threw mine away. Amazingly it bounced back stronger than ever.

June 5, 2013 at 5:55 PM
Susan Helene Gottfried said...

Amazing how it can rampage and yet only hurt itself...

Hang tight, my friend. And hang on to that purple marker.

June 6, 2013 at 3:05 PM
Ann (bunnygirl) said...

@Susan: This isn't apropos of anything going on at the moment, although there have been times in the past (and will be again) when it fits. For this week, though, it's just a riff on 3WW words. :-)

June 6, 2013 at 3:36 PM

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