More than just poetry!
So you don’t read poetry? No worries. This book is a multi-tasker’s dream. Buy it and let your practical nature take over. No reading necessary!
1) Scorpion swatter – let the aggressive, pain-inducing arachnid know the full weight of poetry! SLAM! No more second moments for you, scorpion!
2) Coaster – a half-dozen copies of the book will keep you out of the doghouse, if you, like certain unnamed poets, occasionally, and without malice, set sweating pint glasses of frothy ale directly on antique cherry end-tables. Just place a copy of From Every Moment a Second on all tabletops and flat surfaces around the home, and never worry about marring the furniture. Put your beverage glass directly upon the colorful cover, and let the poetry perform its magic. Who knew that paper was so absorbent!
3) Body armor – well, maybe not. The pen is mightier than the sword, and all that, but Kevlar is a better bet when it comes to bullets. So scratch that idea, unless you’d like to print up Kevlar dust jackets. Hmm. Not a bad idea. Nyah, nyah! Your bullets can’t pierce my verse! Just saying…
4) Hot pad – need something on which to place a gurgling pot of “OMG This Stuff Burns, Really, Really Burns” chili? A short stack of From Every Moment a Second will do the trick. I recommend at least three copies to achieve maximum efficiency. For larger pots, six copies, in stacks of three, are considered the norm, but you may, for personal reasons, use more.
5) Furniture and appliance leveler – are you tired of your fried eggs running downhill and forming lazy crescent moons instead of perfectly centered suns? Simply stick a copy of From Every Moment a Second under the offending corner of the stove. Presto. Sunny side up? No problem. And this is a portable solution! How many times have you been to a trendy, hipster coffee shop and found your table, the only unoccupied one, of course, wobbling, and in danger of spilling precious drops of that costly triple-mocha-vodka latte? Carry copies of the book with you, and shove one (or more) under the responsible table leg. Done!
To order this scorpion-swatting, moisture-absorbing, heat-deflecting and furniture-leveling book, visit Finishing Line Press. And hey, you might even look at some of the words. It’s okay. Really.
Undecided? Read a review here. Alas, no mention of the five uses described above…
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Thanks for reblogging.
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You are welcome! Really, a GREAT piece! Liked that one quite a bit!
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Glad you liked it. Thanks again.
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All I have to say is “hahahahahah”
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Well, I didn’t want to bore you! π
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I just ordered my copy, and I can’t wait!
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Thank you, PJ! Much, much, much appreciated!
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You bet!
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you re blog haha
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We can only try…
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This is hilarious. I read it to my boyfriend and he got a kick out of it, too. It sounds like someone’s mug of frothy ale is very much the enemy of poor, innocent, wooden table tops. What is a poet to do? π
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Let the paper do its work! Absorb, absorb!
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Thanks for reblogging this, Jo. Much appreciated.
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It made me LOL very much… may even consider buying it! Oooh where can I buy it online?! π
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When a poet doesn’t take himself so much seriously, that’s the moment that I take him seriously. Much respect. π
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If I can’t laugh at myself, who can I laugh at? π
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