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Let's Rock => Opal => Opal Poetry, Stories & Myths => Topic started by: Asianfire on June 02, 2015, 07:46:46 AM
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Autobiographic poem....very silly!
Postby Gecko109 ยป Mon Sep 17, 2012 12:08 am
There once was a man from Chicago
For years, many gemstones did he follow
He had assorted topaz, amethyst and citrine
Some garnet, tanzanite and even aquamarine
All the colors of the rainbow represented in the collection
But even so, he really had no defined direction
It was a fun, cheap hobby for quite awhile
Until he discovered something that made him smile
This new discovery cut his savings like a scalpel
Of course, we are talking about precious, gem black opal
The fella knew about the normal milky white stones
But had no idea of the variety of magnificent blue, orange and red tones
He jumped headfirst into this new love
So some nice opals did he buy a couple of
The first was a beautiful dark crystal from Allen's rise
And after that one arrived, there would need to be a compromise
For bills had to be paid, and savings plans to be met
But the attraction to opals was like a supersonic jet
So he bought again and again with no end in sight
And each time he promised the wife "this is the last one, alright?"
But of course we know there is no cure
For this man's love of opals was just so pure