You are… by Callum

You are a horrible hoover gobbling up the dust.

You are the smell of sugar in a sweet shop floating into the atmosphere.

You are a happy heart guarding the sauce of health and life.

You are the impossibility of hot ice cream,

safe zombies

and taking animals.

You are a rotten pencil sharpener hungry for more.

You are the shyness of a child starting at a new school.

You are the unbelievable universe, home of the planets.

You are the annoying ocean whipping the sulking sand.

You are a brave book shelf standing boldly in an abandoned library.

You are Monday, refreshed from the break and ready for a new week.

You are a mammoth singing for a beautiful female.

You, are the end of my poem.

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