the Devil's PetA Poem by David DarabianThe most aggravating of the devil's inventions.
“WHY CAN’T YOU DO AS I WANT?” He yells and gives her a hateful stare. But she remains still, she doesn’t care. “Is there a button for me to press? To delete, and be out of this mess!” She flickers some, When he press her hard, Hard with his thumb. “I hate you! You stupid wh*re! And weren’t you so darn pricey, you’d be out of the door! Why won’t you do as I want, anymore? A day had passed, Since he tried last, through the door came, And smiled, at the wicked dame. She said nothing, and remained the same. “What’s wrong? I came as fast as I could. Doesn’t she do as she should?” “NO!” he screamed in pain. “Help me out, I’m going insane!” “Try restart. That might do the trick.” He pressed her button, And shuts her with a *CLICK* Now she stands in a dark, mouldy corner. Beyond repair, but none will mourn her. ‘Coz she’s the devil’s pet The most aggravating? You bet!
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11 Reviews Added on July 27, 2009 Last Updated on June 9, 2015 AuthorDavid DarabianStockholm, SwedenAboutMy name is David Darabian. I'm born and raised in a town called Lund in Sweden and I like most of you guys here I strive to keep creative. I hope you like what I've written, I had fun doing it. .. more..Writing
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