|Oh, Mister Bucket
Author: HiHelloMisterBear PM
A short poem about a bucket I saw on the way back from Walmart. Weird things make me feel poemy. Was on my other name for two minutes but this is going to be my poem thingy.Rated: Fiction K - English - Humor - Words: 137 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 07-03-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2385566
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Oh, Mister bucket you are so sweet.
Though I think you are a bit lonely
Empty without something to fill you.
You are in a field without your cow buddies
To keep you company.
You are on your side,
Pushed over by the angry wind.
You are just a simple black bucket
A little worn from the years.
Now you sit on your side, empty,
Neglected by the farmer and the cows.
But I would get out of this car,
Jump over the fence,
And grab you up and take you home!
If it wasn't illegal.
Oh, Mister Bucket I will miss you so.
Down the road
I tried to tell my mom about the empty bucket.
But she passed me off as crazy
And ran over the rabbit that was crossing the road.