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Hard To Swallow
Contributed by
inoc
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Tuesday, 28th September 2004 @ 08:07:13 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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One warm night I was so tired
I remember it vividly
there were definatly moths
flapping around in the dark timidly
tossing and turning
feeling hot
I must have drifted in a deep sleep
and later started snoring a lot
the reason is clear
because I woke up struggling
with something in my throat
I could not release it tugging
I sprinted to the kitchen
dry reaching at that
swallowing heaps and heaps of water
I didn't know how to react
For days after my throat was all sore
what was it
a moth or a spider
hope not it could have bit
not long after
I heard on talk back radio
everyone swallows 4 spiders in their lives
if that was a moth I swallowed how would a spider go?
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2004-09-28 08:07:13] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Hard To Swallow
(User Rating: 1 ) by pixie on
Tuesday, 28th September 2004 @ 08:10:37 AM AEST (User
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*shudders*
I hate spiders they're my biggest fear in life lol funny write tho :)
pixie xx
(who shall be cellotaping her mouth shut at night from now on) lol |
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Re: Hard To Swallow
(User Rating: 1 ) by Kindredblood_dragon on
Tuesday, 28th September 2004 @ 11:16:49 AM AEST (User
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Sick isn't somthing that comes easy to me from reading poems, although I think I d prefer a less harsh remedy for snoring though, I dont like spiders, yet never thought of them as something for the menu :D
Primo poem, As all your poems are, there is always a story behind them and your wording always brings them to life.
Cheers for sharing another of your master pieces Inoc |
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