Lucky Rubber Ducky

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    Lucky Rubber Ducky

    Floating on my filth again,
    As I reflect deep within,
    Your're silence serves me well,
    While you ride my gentle swell,
    And listen when I explain,
    My need to wash some pain,
    This hot water finally cools,
    From your patience, I'm less a fool.
    Clean once more behind my ears,
    Drying you off, I dry my tears.
    Only you will truly listen,
    As I clean corners in my heart.
    Rinsed and ready to glisten,
    I pull the plug for a clean start.
    I'm so lucky to have a rubber ducky.

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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