6 May 2012
When a package arrives I quickly open it wide, And hastily remove all the stuff found inside, I discard all items except the plastic wrap, That piece with bubbles in which air is trapped.
I spread the sheet and look downward with glee, And with two with two fingers I pop one, two , then tree, I feel quite content and my face gets a glow, I pop some more and move onto the next row.
I'm feeling so good I can't think of stopping, As my room fills with the sounds of popping, Every worry and care and each little trouble, Floats away with the pop of each air bubble.
When I finally reach the end I feel quite mellow, All that popping has made me a contented fellow, If you are like me, and contentment is a rarity, Get some bubble wrap... It cheaper then therapy.
Bubble Wrap • Opuss № I