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Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Mr. Peanut

I was on my way home from work. Half way walking, and the other half... I took a bus. It was way too cold to walk. So, I decided to take a bus.

It's good tho'. I don't have to wait for so long. About less than 5 minutes standing there, here comes the bus. I hop in, and took a seat. *smile*

Then, something caught my eyes. A peanut. Mr. Peanut. On the floor. 'He' is alone. Lying on the floor. I tried not to look at 'him', but
somehow 'he' got my attention.

When the bus make a turn, 'he' wiggles on the floor, and rolled to the opposite side of where 'he' was before. I was worried. 'He' was lying in the middle of the walkaways. The bus 'corridor', or whatever you called it! *thinking hard about 5 minutes ago, but could not find the appropriate word!* *sad*

Then, the bus stopped. 'He' stays still for a while. Phew! At least for now, 'he' is safe! Then, the bus moved again. Darn! "Move away, Mr. Peanut!! It is too dangerous to stand in the middle of the way!," I tried to give 'him' a telepathy message. No use. 'He' wasn't listening. I guess he was too happy rolling around, here and there.

More wiggling, and rolling for Mr. Peanut. I'm still worried. Two more stops before I have to get off the bus. I was thinking of 'kicking' 'him' to the side, so that he will be more safe than where 'he' is now.

"Glukkk!". Another stop! There comes a very cute looking guy, stepped into the bus, witih a box on his hand. "Back from shopping, I guess!," thinking, while my eyes parted from Mr. Peanut location, and I was looking at this guy now. He was trying to get some coins from his pocket, and he put that in the ticket machine. "Cute!".

When he walked in the bus, I heard a small cracking sound.


I was worried. I knew this is going to happen. I was too worried now. I looked where Mr. Peanut was happily lying on the floor, earlier on. I was shocked!

No more Mr. Peanut on the floor. There was a groundnut on the floor, scattered into small pieces. Scattered! I mean, really! Smashed into small pieces. I was sad. My eyes on the floor, looking at poor Mr. Peanut.

"Ting!!" The bus bell rang. Woke me up from my sorrow. I looked up, and my stop is here now. I walked to the bus door, and I am still looking on the floor. Looking at Mr. Peanut 'corpse'.

No more Mr. Peanut. 'He' is dead. Smashed by a cute looking guy.

Poor Mr. Peanut!

1 twirls with baby:

solopoesie on November 16, 2007 at 5:24 AM said...

Carissima Delirante

(I hope I say the name of baptism as you do not call +

I read your comment from the English, I translated into Italian, I must say
It is not perfect so badly I can read your writing without any problem.

I am pleased that you like the poems, and I am no longer young
I do not write letters of love, but emotions of the moment. If you do piacre some
When you send a poem of love that can be dedicated to your boy, what do you think?

Let me ask you a favor I met in a blog boy your age
I would like to share comments I think he also Spanish? BO! This and his Address http://barpsichedelico.blogspot.com

/. PScome goes your cold? We
Lacio with an affectionate embrace ... Lina

Carissima Delirante
( spero che mi dici il nome di battesimo così non ti chiamerò + la derialante )
Ho letto il tuo commento da inglese l'ho tradotto in italiano , devo dire che è perfettissimo meno male così potrò leggere i tuoi scritti senza nessun problema .

Mi fa piacere che siano di tuo gradimento le poesie ,ed essendo io non più giovanissima non scrivo lettere D'amore , ma emozioni del momento . Se ti fa piacre qualche volta ti mando una poesia d'amore che puoi dedicarla al tuo ragazzo , che ne dici?

Vorrei chiederti un favore ho conosciuto in blog un ragazzo della tua età che vorrebbe condividere i commenti mi sembra anche lui Spagnolo? BO!! Questo e il suo indirizzo


/ .P.S.come va il tuo raffreddore?
Ti lacio con un Abbraccio


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