Friday, May 25, 2012

I don't wanna be a Missing Piece

By Shel Silverstein

 It was missing a piece.
And it was not happy.
So it set off in search
of its missing piece.
And as it rolled
it sang this song -
Oh I'm lookin' for my missin' piece
I'm lookin' for my missin' piece
Hi-dee-ho, here I go,
Lookin' for my missin' piece.

Sometimes in baked in the sun
But then the cool rain would come down
And because it was a missing piece
It could not roll very fast
So it would stop to talk to a worm
Or smell a flower
And sometimes it would pass a beetle
And sometimes the beetle would pass it,
And this was the best time of all.
And on it went over oceans

"Oh I'm lookin' for my missin piece
Over land and over seas
So grease my knees and fleece my bees.
I'm looking for my missin' piece."
Through swamps and jungles
up mountains,
and down mountains,

Until one day, lo and behold!
"I've found my missin' piece
I've found my missin' piece
So grease my knees and fleece my bees
"Wait a minute" said the piece
"Before you go greasing your knees
and fleecing you bees..."
"I am not your missing piece
I am nobody's piece.
I am my own piece.
And even if I was somebody's missing piece
I don't think I'd be yours!"
"Oh" it said sadly
"I'm sorry to have bothered you"
And on it rolled.
It found another piece
But this one was too small.
And this one was too big
'this one was a little too sharp.
And this one was too square.
One time it seemed to have found
the perfect piece,
but it didn't hold it tighly enough
and lost it.
Another time it held too tighly
And it broke
so on and on it rolled,
having adventures
falling into hole
and bumping into stone walls
And then one day it came upon
another piece that seemed to be just right.
"Hi" it said.
"Hi" said the piece
"Are you anybody else's missing piece?"
"Not that I know of"
"Well, may be you want to be your own piece?"
"I can be someone's and stil be my own."
"May be I do."
"May be we won't fit."
It fit!
It fit Perfectly!
At last! At last!
And away it rolled
And because it was now complete,
It rolled faster and faster.
Faster than it had ever rolled before!
So fast that it could not stop
To talk to a worm or smell a flower,
Too fast for a butterfly to land.
But it could sing it's happy song,
At last it could sin
"I've found my missing piece"
And it began to sing
"I've frown my nizzin' geez
Uf vround my mitzin' brees
So krease ny meas
An Bleez ny dregs
Uf frown..."
Oh my, now that it was complete
it could not sing at all
"Aha" it thought
"So that's how it is!"
So it stopped rolling...
And it set the piece down gently,
and slowly roll away
and as it rolled it softly sang,
Oh I'm lookin' for my missin' piece
I'm lookin' for my missin' piece
Hi-dee-ho, here I go,
Lookin' for my missin' piece.

The saddest book I've ever read. My heart bleeds in tears as I feel this now. I don't wanna be a missing piece. Atreyu and I cried reading this book. Huhuhu.

Higa nani ga kanashi arimasu.


1 comment:

  1. I remember this post and I felt so guilty on you with this,.


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