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The Perfect Plasticine Man (1951)
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“Today we are going to make a man.
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Pick up your plasticine, warm it in your hands.”
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(Never mind our frozen fingers,
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having lingered long over January play.)
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“Now stretch it into a long shape.”
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She pointed to the perfectly tapered cylindrical form
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she’d already made at home,
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over cocoa, retiring to her empty bed,
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a little after ten the night before.
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We laboured on.
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Who said art was meant to be fun?
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Small ball for head.
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Pipe cleaner width plasticine arms and legs.
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Stick these onto the perfect,
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(in our cases imperfect) cylindrical body.
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Next bit tricky. Cast small balls,
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slightly squashed, for eyes.
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Two longer ones for nose and mouth.
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Six tiny bits to make buttons for his front.
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“Wonderful! Well done.” Squealed ecstatic Miss,
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pointing to the perfect creation of prissy Lizzie Crush.
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“Look at those laces.” She gushed.
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They trailed across the table top,
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extending from tiny eye holes
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made in those dainty plasticine boots,
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shooting out from legs ends of her perfect man.
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Any fool, even at our tender age,
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knew no man was perfectly good,
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even though Miss was saving space in her bed
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in case one turned up.
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We all prayed Prissy Lizzie would trip over her laces,
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and crash down on her face,
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her perfect man blown away among our feats of clay.
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29 Nov 17


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