Dark Poetry #3 |
a chance meeting |
arthur Senior Member
since 2001-08-14
Posts 678england |
I met death in Safeways * She was by the fresh fish stall She motioned me to come away I didnt see him fall I wanted to stay and see The man laying on the floor He looked a lot like me But she pointed to the door Her bus was waiting at its station Death merrily rang the bell I shyly asked my destination She merrily answered : Hell arthur * for safeways read walmart |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Safeways. Ah yes ... Enjoyed. She said burn ... together. |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
This, I liked. Quirky. Good work. ~wranx "Writing is a perfectly natural thing to do....just remember to wash your hands afterward"....Heinlein. |
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