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poem by:
Alex McEwan
Written
on Jul 04, 2013
You threw open the door like some deranged man Like some goat herder, from the Sudan Your blonde straggly hair, is like a burst pillow Nostrils are flaring as you snort and billow Eyes that could pierce armour with your glare Cries from your throat emit in a blare You drag him behind by an arm that is limp The bear gave up the struggle like a wimp Saliva drips down from your rounded chin Is that a smile on you face, or just a grin? Legs that are bare, bulging crutch You don’t look comfortable very much I saw you last when you softly slept When in through the door I quietly crept Come here little one Ill make you happy We only have to change your nappy
Tags: sad, rhyme, depressing, pain, dark, happy, humor,
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Trevor Cartwright commented:
Alex, that is a funny poem. I like the adjectives. It was clever. I think that the word clever best describes it. Great job.
julie cook
commented:
very strong words and sad, good poem
