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In households where small kids abound
There is an oft-repeated sound
A gasping and a muffled curse
A strangled sobbing for a nurse
If you live in a house like this
You'll know that with parental bliss
There comes a pain this state inflicts
Cos where there's kids,
there's lego bricks.
No matter how often every day
You gather them, they get away
To skulk unseen and plot unchecked
And leap out when you least expect
When shoes are off they lurk like pike
Till you walk past and then they strike
You tread on them and curse afresh
And rub the imprint on your flesh
What price would we not gladly pay
To see the bricks all put away
Without exception, every one
Well, here's a thought to ponder on
It could, it would be all so simple
To collect those bricks with dimples
If Lego would agree to stick
A metal strip in every brick
A wand to be used in conjunction
Has a strong magnetic function
Switch on to use and sweep the floor
Beneath the chairs, behind the door
See the lego pieces leap
Like flying fish or bounding sheep
And to the magnet rod affix
Like cubist candy floss... but bricks
Once you have retrieved a crop
Hold over box, switch off to drop
And wander without fear of pain
Your house, barefoot, at night again
how legos are made
http://www.popandco.com/archive/moab/ [ato_de, Jun 23 2005]
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Bravo! Bun for the summary alone! |
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[po] Squeaky clean? I've never thought of my name in that way, somehow, and now I'm rather worried that people will get the wrong impression. Please note, I am not an overly tidy person, I'm just rather attached to using my feet. |
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thats what neil armstrong said before i severed his feet with a pruning saw, and licked the moon fungus from beneath his toe nails. |
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I think I speak
for all, dear squeak,
that what you've done
deserves a bun. + |
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sharp sided legos falling like bright colored leaves turn to sticky buns |
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pointy cornered bricks left out and uncollected parents scream in pain |
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Don't know how feasible this is, but [+] for the poetry. |
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Wow! 0- 2.5 buns in less than 24 hours! Neat, [squeak]. |
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Gee, thanks guys. Guess what I trod on this morning. |
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Apparently, the correct spelling of LEGO is entirely in capitals. Makes it more intense. LEGO! |
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My dad used to step on our LEGO all the time, then at a friends house he witnessed the kids playing with it on a blanket. |
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When done they just folded up the lego in the blanket and tied it off for later use. |
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Yeah, we tried that when I was a kid (and LEGO fiend). In my own experience it was found that the universal nature of the marvellous toy (limited only by imagination, as the tagline goes) also applied to its location. The blanket, sadly, was never sufficiently ubiquitous. |
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Men with yellow heads
Smile knowingly from the floor;
I suggest slippers. |
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On TV they read halfbakery.com, sprayed LEGOs with magnetic spray paint, and they were magnetic. Not sure about how that affected the interlockability. |
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[joeforker], about that magnetic paint, what happens when the little ones start sucking the LEGO? |
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[oldchina] obviously you get magnetic kids, which would be another fine halfbakery idea. |
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They Baked this on TV last night. Incredible Idea. You get my bun + |
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Oh, but what about those with magnetic feet? What about those?!?! |
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Seriously, though, now you should think about putting mag. strips on all your buns to clean up your earnings! |
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Tears of joy, not of pain! Bun for you! |
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Charming poetry (I myself have given up on it). |
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He should write a book :) |
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To write that much in rhyme
for me, takes too much time
So I drafted this reply
In hopes to let time fly
And seeing as I have no job
and am looking at stores to rob
I ought to write my resume
which is what I intended to do today
Yet at the half baked cite my time was spent
Instead of trying to make the rent
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I like your poem and your idea to boot
LEGOs are awesome but one can never keep track of the tiny plastic dealies |
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How did I miss this one?
Featured on G4TV. |
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oooh, I wish I could rhyme as well as you!. |
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I can't beleive thhat I missed this one. Standing on LEGO bricks used to infuriate my parents. I can still see their expression: scrunched up face - followed by glowering look at me... |
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Great, well-written and just great! |
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