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Source:
Adults
Author:
Rhona Aitken
Title:
The kitchen scissors
I lost my kitchen scissors -
treasured tool of many years.
A scurry to the Hardware Shop
Dissipated anxious fears.
They hung there - in a vast array -
plastic coated- blue ,red, green.
Blades, serrated; lethal, slim.
I made my choice, assured, serene,
however - they sit placid
in their winsome vacuum pack.
I’m needing scissors tough enough
to make a grand attack.
That vacuum pack has won the day,
just scissors my solution.
I simply dare not try my teeth,
so I’ve come to the conclusion,
that the only thing
for me to do
is pour
a very large gin and tonic
I don’t need scissors for that.
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