Olympic Surprises
Contributed by
Gangrel
on
Monday, 8th February 2010 @ 01:12:53 PM in AEST
Topic:
goodbyepoetry
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Sitting in my garden, looking to the sky
It's about, erm, half 5 or so and i'm gagging for dinner.
Nothing special, nothing gained, been weeks since anything ***** happened.
"Tipple, Tapple, walk walk walk"... Who's this coming roond me side gate?
WELL. It's 4 olympic medalists.
Nervous, scared, me heart is pumping, WORRIED, THREATENED ME BLOOD IS PUMPIN'....
I slowly turn my head, i slowly look towards them, with every movement slow to not provoke them.
Scared and anxious a trembling lip swells my words:
"WHAT THE ***** DO YOU WANT??"
"Were here to see your stuff" say all 4 Olympians in unison.
But as I say to you.. I have nothing to show, what do you want to see, from me...
A gargling throat, envokes my head, who knows if in 10 minutes - I'll be dead.
Look, we're just here to "have a word" and i think you know what it's about, they softly scream, and softly shout
"I know ***** all clean hoof" i roar at the tallest of the four men.
Lucky for Grandad, it's bins day
Lucky for grandad, he hears the row
Lucky for Grandad he has a 4x4
And through 4 Olympians he does plough.
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Gangrel
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2010-02-08 13:12:53] (Date/Time posted on
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