The sunday morning
sticks to my fingers like
the bubblegum from
a park bench, stuck there
by someone who either
hated the flavour or
couldn't eat it whole.

I have too many bubble gums
in a transparent jar at home:
transparent, so I may
see their colors and,
they may see mine too.

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I guess your love for me was like a bubble gum
First you found me sweet
As days passed by you found me tasteless
And you finally spit it out of your life....😐

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Let's not blame a bubblegum for not being sweet forever.

It was you who chewed it in the first place.

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From wrappers to pockets and hands to tongues, they changed how I looked, stayed, felt and tasted.

Now I live under three-legged chairs and loud benches, waiting unwillingly to forget what they labelled me.

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Our bond is like a bubble gum. 
The more we chew, the more it gets stronger. as heart suck all the taste and store it forever in the locker of friendship. 

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Some people stick to us like a bubblegum which has no use at all.

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Bubblegum and lollipop love each other..both of them spread cheers n joy with their spectacular colours and mouth watery flavours...lollipop often hurts bubblegum with its stick and bubblegum grows harder to chew...they hurt each other but melts out their sugar which resembles the bleeding wound...and they doesn't know that the combo of bubblegum inside the lollipop is the most enjoyable candy!!!

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A sticky, stretchy, chewy gum,
that me and my friends would request some,
to the shopkeeper who offers in exchange,
for toffees instead of coins as change.

On our way, while blowing the bubble gum,
far off our ears detect the ding dong sound,
as though awaiting our taste buds to explore,
We race on, to get the crispy baked popcorn.

Now, here comes the ultimatum, Lol,
Mom in doorway ready with queries,
but I’d hand the leftover before enquiries,
smilingly, as a gift in return for sparing me.

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Bubblegum, sweet at the start
Chewy in the middle,
Sometimes doubles,
Sometimes bubbles,
At the end it's tasteless...

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4) Bubblegum

It pops it blows it changes color the way it blows in wind it shows the water colors.

Rainbow shines it rhymes like thymes that smell like full-time paradise.

It goes it flies like bird in sky like a grown man at your girlfriend's house.

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