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I'M NOT HUNGRY!
Contributed by
Elisabeth
on
Saturday, 7th December 2002 @ 03:30:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
HumorPoetry
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Frustration we can't overcome. I'd rather just play alone. Stashed in the back of cousin Frank's jalopy, and it isn't long before the dinner ding dongs. The pork chops come a running. They are led to the fresh belch that the dimwit left behind in this piece of junk.
I'm not hungry
Why can't you see
The food you cook
Isn't appetizing to me
I run for my life--
Chocolate covered fruit, bacon and cheese leave me alone please
Fried green tomatoes, frito pie; I'm not starving am not going to die
Spaghetti and meatballs, chips and dip, graham crackers or cheese nips
Leave me alone; hunger does not take over
Fruits and vegetables or any leftovers
Baked potatoes or Snack Wells
Ring no more dinner bells
I'm not hungry
Why can't you see
The food you cook
Isn't appetizing to me
I finally escape those bloody chunks of a topsy-turvy pig. I hang dry in a corner of my little brother's tree house. The whistle of licorice catch me by surprise. Refrigerators galore, (I quickly rise,) surrounding the yard and there's no way out. An old rusted staple gun catches my eye and with a moment to spare...
Copyright ©
Elisabeth
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2002-12-07 15:30:00]
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Re: I'M NOT HUNGRY!
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by Sonibe on
Friday, 13th December 2002 @ 10:03:31 PM AEST
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| ....LOL.....I understand that....LOL.... |
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Re: I'M NOT HUNGRY!
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 24th June 2015 @ 05:15:27 AM AEST
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I can remember going to some people's house for dinner and seemed they'd want me to eat until I popped or threw up...or both. Wish I knew this poem was around then. I would have printed it so I could bring it and handed it to them. :)
This really conveyed a feeling of people trying to force things on others. While, yes, a bit of humor but still a hint of leave me alone dammit before I do something drastic!!!
And the fact that the staple gun is rusted...yikes !!!
Thank you for another enjoyable read.
Tim |
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