Katie Norris

Sitting out of place
In a world all alone,
Wishing I could atone.
Can you throw me a bone?
I wish I was in a case,

Where I could sit proper, 

Instead I am a table topper.

Can you throw me a bone?
Maybe a vase,
Or maybe a shoe,
Where can I go to please you?
Can you throw me a bone?
Instead I sit here with no face,
So please take me to a grave,
and leave me to rot in a stave.
Can you throw me a bone?
I want to run with my race,
But still I endlessly sit with the fruit.
Why don't you give me the boot?
Try to live with my face, in this place, without a case, and as the last of my race.
Don't throw me a bone,
Throw away this lonely old bone.

Smile,

Smile,

Smile away.

How many times have you smiled today?