Open Poetry #36 |
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Striking it rich! |
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Wobbly Head Bob Member
since 2000-05-15
Posts 299Virginia, USA |
The story is told of a man and his gold That does seem somewhat fishy He lived in a van had an albinos tan His demeanor was somewhat swishy He dug with his hands and sifted through pans The gold was nowhere he went He searched on for days Through wind, fog and haze Seeking that mighty gold scent This all does seem strange Sick, twisted and derranged But I promise its going somewhere The man remained calm When his van blew like a bomb And left him stranded in middle nowhere He then ripped off his clothes Thrust a finger up his nose And claimed he'd yet find his gold! He wriggled and winced His finger he tensed Just before his body went cold! Now everyone calls him sir He talks with a slur And, yes, his search was in vain His new hobby is drool but I think he's cool Because he managed to pluck out his brain! |
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Midnitesun![]()
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
! not the prettiest imagery ![]() but a funny write in its own way |
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2dalimit Member Elite
since 2000-02-08
Posts 2228Mississippi coast |
Not everyone enjoys this kind of a story, but I kind-a liked it a lot. It’s not of the norm like a love sick poem, but it made me fall off the pot. Thanks. Melton |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
Cute ![]() Juju - 1.) a magic charm or fetish 2.)Magic 3.)A taboo connected woth the use of magic |
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