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The Perversity Of Inanimate Objects

The Perversity Of Inanimate Objects

How many times have we tried to open something,
and it sticks, can only think the chinese are pricks;
how could they do that to wet wipes when it sticks,
must be cussed, particularly when no boxes ticks.

Dispensers, even ffrom Marks and Spencers mystery,
sanitary bottles, perfumes, have a mind of their own;
it's easy, oh yeh, where instructions for my mobile phone?
Let me speak to the compiler and I'll sure pick a bone.

They say 'open here,' but then turns out not to be there,
we rush for the knife but end up giving it to the wife;
perhps we should have an open uni to sort this out,
or a trip to the far east really before I start to shout.

Then they actually bite you for the final act of perversity,
for godssake they should have warned me at university.  

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Terry Reeves

Hi K.G.
Thanks so much,
Love,
Terry.
xoxo :)

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K.G. Munro

Hey Terry,

You are very welcome :)

Much Love,
K.G.

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sparrowsong

Hello Nev...

​​​​​​Do you have a phone number?

I will call and speak to the complaint department too...

​​​​​​Would you like the freebies/coupons that they'll send?

I don't want them...

I won't use them...

I say give it to a kid a lot...

They can open a lot...

Blessings to those who can...

I usually end up busting in somehow...

While I do a lot of the same as you...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Terry...

Oops I did it again...

​​​​​You're used to it by now...

Right?

sparrowsong

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