The Club's Story
I was so happy when they packed me
in bubble wrap to send me away
I just knew my new owner needed me
I'm so strong, shiny and beautiful
no swinger could possibly resist me
He expedited me, but somehow it was
not to be as I was shuffled from coast to coast
Warehouse to warehouse, scanned and re-scanned
lost in a system, spirits dampened, a UPS orphan
I sit on a still conveyer belt, along with other displaced
orphans, solitary, pining for gentle hands to caress my
soft wrap, to feel the texture of new-mown grass stroking
my head. No one lifts me up, grasps my grip, swings my shaft.
I am useless here.
Kbris 2005
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