I was one of many,
One hundred and fifty in fact,
Excited at reaching my potential
As we were all emptied out of the pack.
My friends jostled for attention,
Were picked up and screwed into place,
We gradually dwindled in number
Surely there wouldn’t be waste?
Why oh why wasn’t I chosen?
I was shiny and sharp like the rest,
I pushed myself forward regardless,
Trying to prove I was best!
Not many of us left now,
Surely soon I would get my wish?
But no, I am all alone here,
The only screw left in the dish.
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So very clever!
I’m tempted to frame it…………..
Aww, so lonely.
Aw Only you could male me feel sorry for a screw! 😀
haha! It was so funny to have just one that size left after securing the shelves!
Have no fear my shiny friend they will need you one day! 💜
Thank you. I feel loved!
You are, you are 💜
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Ah hahaha poor screw all on its lonesome!
He has some larger chums to talk to now.