Right back atcha

Right back atcha

A Poem by Dripping Chocolate Madness
"

If you're hips ain't swaying, you ain't got the rhythm. Don't walk without rhythm. You won't attract the worm.

"
I mean:
I might be seen
In Abilene,
Or East Medina
Cause I'll haunt you.

And in between
The creaking 
wooden beams
I'll sit and preen
Because I want to

...With what I've gone through


You
Look over
Your shoulder
Getting braver getting bolder
And you're only getting older,
So you grab a candle holder
And it smoulders
Growing colder
*Puff*


And I'll
Wait behind the stairs
And when you're there
I'll grab your hair
Because I want you

And I'll
Trap you in the wall
So when you call
For help
They don't know
Where you've gone to...

...I long to


Baby
   (Baby)
Crazy
   (Crazy)
First you killed me
Then you raised me
Used to like me
Now you hate me

But there'll be a day when you're gonna pay and then you'll wish you had erased me.


Someday
Maybe Monday
After Sunday night
Has crept inside your window

You'll find me
In a grimy stain
Your mind had claimed was
Chocolate on your pillow

... And Hello

© 2020 Dripping Chocolate Madness


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Creative and possibly a touch creepy in spots but quality rhymes and flow

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dripping Chocolate Madness

4 Years Ago

Yes.
The creep is STRONG with this one...
I like it regardless.

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Added on August 31, 2020
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Dripping Chocolate Madness
Dripping Chocolate Madness

Wandering, RI



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Not a writer, but I do it anyway. I'm also not a chef, musician, masseuse, guidance counselor, philosopher, or survivalist. But again: never stopped me before. I DO, however, happen to be a giant p.. more..

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