Breathing
You breathe the life into me
You give me substance and volume
Without your due care
I’d just remain a wobblin’
Some would say I lack substance
I’m nothing without a bit of hot air
But I’ll deny that, just once
I don’t have the words to spare
I’m as real as they come
I have thoughts and feelings
Yours words threaten and drum
I’ve had enough of these negative dealings
So, on that note I’ll say goodbye
It’s time to blow this place
Under this bright blue sky
Just pull my plug, I’m off to space.
© NopeNotPam
nope, not pam 
Call it, “Ode to an Inflatable Giraffe”…
BTW, working on that Christmas special thing…
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I like it. And I’m looking forward to the Christmas special 😀
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Excellent ending Deb.
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Thanks Sadje 😊
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My pleasure
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Ha I like this one
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It was fun to write 😊
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This was a fun piece and love the ending.
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It did work out well 😊
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Very cute giraffe too
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It sure is. It was lit up at night
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