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Mike
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0 posted 2000-09-05 08:46 PM


Please listen one and listen all
                An epic tale as I recall
                To weak of heart I bid adieu
                For now commence my ode to you.

                When I was six, or maybe younger
                Down deep inside, I felt a hunger
                To see the world, to set my sail
                As to my quest, I would not fail.

                I planned escape for dawn's first light
                For still afraid the dark of night
                With stealth I crept by parent's door
                I jumped in fear, twas just Dad's snore.

                On down the hall to living room
                I did not know what terrors loom
                I crouched in fear, TICK TOCK TICK TOCK
                I sighed relief, just mantle's clock.

                Then in search of bread and jelly
                I could not leave on empty belly
                O' would it cease, this hunger stop
                I could not reach the countertop.

                My plan awry, I forged ahead
                No turning back, once left my bed
                With firm resolve, I left the house
                As quiet as a churchyard mouse.

                Across the lawn, to fence out back
                Prepared to face unknown attack
                What evils lurked? I must beware
                Behind the shed in jungle there.

                Amidst the leaves, I heard a sound
                It was a lion! My heart did pound.
                With razor teeth and claws of steel
                A certain death, what pain I'd feel.

                What could I do? I had no gun
                My only course, turn tail and run
                Back in the house and down the hall
                With panting breath, on bed did fall.

                Then down the hall, I heard a door
                Was Mom and Dad, they slept no more
                I heard Mom say, "Now what was that?"
                "Oh, back door's open, was just the cat."

                My ode is over, and I must go
                My tale of danger, my tale of woe
                It is finished, the lesson heed
                To all of you, goodbye, Godspeed.

© Copyright 2000 Mike - All Rights Reserved
insect
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1 posted 2000-09-05 08:53 PM


Absolutely fantastic!
Love this!

Dee
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2 posted 2000-09-05 09:06 PM


Mike, this was so well done. You portrayed a child's fears so realistically.
Dee

Denise
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3 posted 2000-09-05 09:28 PM


You've captured the imagination and innocence of childhood delightfully with this piece, Mike! I love it!

Denise

Martie
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4 posted 2000-09-05 09:33 PM


Mike, this is wonderful...terror.
Kit McCallum
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5 posted 2000-09-05 09:46 PM


Clapping ... smiling ... clapping some more! Wonderful story of childhood terrors Mike ... absolutely adorable in all it's pure innocence. You took me on this journey as surely as if I standing right there within your words! Bravo!  

Best wishes,
/Kit

Steve B
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6 posted 2000-09-05 10:41 PM


Mike that was just great...What deeper terror than that what we experienced as children..
excellent job.... Steve B


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fervor with measure, passion with correctness,
this surely is the ideal”

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7 posted 2000-09-05 11:21 PM


Awwwww !
Poor baby !
~*Marge*~


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Mike
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8 posted 2000-09-06 10:01 AM


Just so everyone is aware, this was one vicious cat...  I think it had some bobcat blood or maybe even some mountain lion in its lineage...  wonder what ever happened to Snookums?  oh twell...
glad you all enjoyed my little adventure...

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9 posted 2000-09-06 07:29 PM


I enjoyed this tale, very much! So somber was your little guy, and so cute. Once I really DID see a wildcat in the wee morning on a cliff behind my father's house. I found my bed again very soon!

~ Claire

Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?......Henry David Thoreau



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