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I'm at the end of my rope
Contributed by
randyjohnson
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Wednesday, 25th July 2007 @ 09:51:49 PM in AEST
Topic:
HumorPoetry
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I'm in jail because my son stopped going to school.
My cellmate is smelly and I'm fed nothing but gruel.
I'm very depressed and I'm at the end of my rope.
I've been begging my cellmate to take a bath and use some soap.
My son is proud of himself and he brags because he's never cried.
But that will change when I get out of here and tan his hide.
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Re: I'm at the end of my rope
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 25th July 2007 @ 10:25:36 PM AEST (User
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Please do not hit him sometimes a good talking to will work wonders. It did for me when I was a child. Beatings were a daily occurence in the orphanage. bern |
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Re: I'm at the end of my rope
(User Rating: 1 ) by GuyJular on
Friday, 20th August 2010 @ 10:10:48 AM AEST (User
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To be onset if u want to write great poetry I think u Gould use more symbolic writing then straightforward. This sounds to me like u r used to writing poems that start with 'roses are red, violets are blue' |
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