Open Poetry #34 |
Once |
Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
Once there was a piece of fuzz, A wee small piece with not much to it, Then it was gone and all because, I puckered up and then I blew it. Now where fuzz went I did not know, Perhaps went here, perhaps went there, All I know is I did blow, And where fuzz went I did not care. Late that night I went to bed, I felt a crawly on my face, I hit that bug, my nose it bled, To the bathroom I did race. Probiscus swollen, in the mirror, Saw blood flowing, guessed I blew it, For I saw when mirror got nearer, A piece of fuzz with not much to it. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Been there done that! |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Tim~ Just too, too cute are you~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
This is good...made me laugh....I still am. Good write Tim....Good to see ya again. |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
enjoyed the flow of this and the humor very very good |
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