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| Open Poetry #6 |
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Nothing is what it seems |
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merlynh Member
since 1999-09-26
Posts 411deer park, wa |
Nothing is what it seems Run and hide, run and hide there are birds in the sky. Quick, duck as they near They are pooping like a steer, You'll be nothing but a smear. Oh dear or dear, cried the other little ant and I always thought I'd get pecked in the end, Not a watery grave. Quick, quick into the hole, Like a mole Wait, wait. until then . . . Then? Replyed the other little ant. Then for what? The end? No, no It'll be dinner When it dries. © 2000 Merlyn Hearn All rights reserved |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
This is NUTS! GOTTA LOVE IT! Made me choke on me beer, m'dear... Especially: "and I always thought I'd get pecked in the end..." Gotta admit, I've shared that philosophy... |
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