I am that T-shirt that gives you sore spots on the entrance to the armpits,

I am that cap that leaves a red ring just below the hair line,

I am that wool coat that itches your neck as you walk along,

I am that Chinese meal that had you bounding to the bog,

I am that out of date fruit that has more meat than fruit,

I am that carton of old orange juice that has more alcohol than bourbon,

I am that wad of chewing gum ruining your favourite trainers,

I am that large puddle on the side of the road you are walking past,

I am that misty afternoon that clouds the good weather up above,

I am that bulb in your hall that has just gone out leaving blackness,

I am that misplaced spring that digs into your back nightly,

I am that cold spurt of water in the middle of you morning shower,



He says I am a favourite slogan bearer that catches the observers eye,

He says I am that covering that reminds somebody of a better day,

He says I am a winters shade from icy cold that keeps another warm,

He says I am the food that hits the spot filling the empty stomach,

He says I am a nutritious snack to all who listen to my words,

He says I am a drink for good times and a tonic for the bad,

He says I am that last piece used to best that perfect kiss,

He says I am a deep well of His wisdom and a lake for His love,

He says I am shield that hides the vulnerable from the glaring heat,

He says I am an ornate candle that may flicker but doesn’t fail,

He says I am a place of rest and peace for those I hold dearest,

He says I am that cold splash that awakens and refreshes,