DIG DEEP (our quarterly literary ezine)

Ode to an Ordinary Object

by Lynne Stolper

My sponge so wet,
My sponge so dry,
How I love you my oh my.
You clean my sink and counters too
You pick up dirt and clean my shoe.
Oh sponge of mine you are divine
Filling up like a wet mushroom and
Shrinking like a deflated balloon

You do your job, clean up after slobs
But you contain enough germs to fill a city
And that isn’t very pretty.
But I love you anyway because
You go into the microwave and come out
Like new, ready to clean my other shoe.
Always there in my time of need,
Doing many a good deed.
My sponge I will never let you go,
We are bound together like hair and spray.
Please continue to live for many a day
My one and only sponge!

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