A momentarily later scene on the same subject. (postlude to “on a soap bubble”)
That dainty sphere, “spring-fresh” scented;
whose implied passing I lamented,
wrought revenge for tears unshed,
when it burst upon my head.
Under a faucet I hang my eye,
'cause this soap bubble made me cry.
Wow. What are you on, and will you share??? Actually, it wasn't too bad, I kinda liked it.
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