a magnet, with little wooden posts,
and little wooden birds. they sit
stagnant still perfect
clay maybe, that stuff from walmart that never dries so you have to cook it in an oven
they never grow old or weather on my fridge
ill polish them, make them wish they could sing
May 10, 2022
May 10, 2022 at 2:01 AM UTC
a magnet, with little wooden posts,
and little wooden birds. they sit
stagnant still perfect
clay maybe, that stuff from walmart that never dries so you have to cook it in an oven
they never grow old or weather on my fridge
ill polish them, make them wish they could sing
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