Literature
My Greatest Enemy
My Greatest Enemy: The Tube of Toothpaste
I freed him of a cold and dark prison,
When he was sentenced to life in the back shelf
of a stale corner supermarket.
You'd think saving his life would grant me some sort of gratuity.
But NOOOOOO!
Let me tell you about my GREATEST ENEMY
the Tube of Toothpaste!
I met when he was sparkling new.
His sides were round and full, his label attractive and dashing, his features sharp and chiseled.
And each time I reached for him.
He obliged with a handsome dot of toothpaste upon my humble toothbrush.
I smiled, beguiled by his charming thoughtfulness.
We became friends very quickly, and I woul