Four Eyes

Four Eyes

A Poem by HMK Bomar

Going to the optometrist is like walking into a whole different universe

It's like a Doctor Who episode

"Here we are Donna, check out these curious creatures!"

"Doctor...they're ALL wearing glasses!"

Yes thank you Donna.

Thank you for that keen observation you bluthering idiot

No one likes you as much as Rose

 

 

© 2012 HMK Bomar


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Added on November 27, 2012
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HMK Bomar
HMK Bomar

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I'm a junior in highschool with a part-time job at the local library. I love to write and hope to pursue photo journalism and international affairs. more..