Sunday, October 16, 2011

Vincent

My one crinkled ear points me out.
My chipped tooth makes my look vicious,
And that was all they saw.
I was there so long I went on clearance.
Will I ever be free of this cage?
Then one day a woman came.
She looked past my features,
And saw the teddy bear inside me.
She toke me home that day,
And my life has been good ever since.

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