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Red Meat
Contributed by
dirkj
on
Monday, 20th June 2011 @ 05:57:09 AM in AEST
Topic:
HumorPoetry
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I see white little bubbles
All around my head
Clouds floating
Like spaceships
Inside my bed
Naked women fighting
Over me
Why am I so scared
My English teacher
In the corner
Cane in hand
How can she be still so sexy
She's suppose to be old instead
The road runner
Meep meep
Lying on his back
Telling me stories
Of countries
He has never seen
Am I seeing these things
While awake or sleeping
Oh my gosh
I must stop eating red meat
But…but…if I do
I would lose
All my imaginary friends
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dirkj
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2011-06-20 05:57:09] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Red Meat
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Monday, 20th June 2011 @ 02:52:16 PM AEST (User
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Great write. Don't know bout the night mares but when the cloistral is checked it's enuff to cause night mares.
Luved this write. It's nice to have some humor in there.
smiles,
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