Pegs

Pegs

A Poem by Alana McGuire
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Harley suggested I write a poem about a legless albino porcupine....So I did!

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There once lived an albino porcupine by the name of Pegs.
Pegs had no friends; Pegs had white legs.
Pegs lived all alone in a den by the seashore.
She never played with others; she was quite the bore.
But little did they know, by daylight, Pegs sharpened her quills.
At nighttime she shot them at rabbits for thrills.
Into her den, she dragged the dead beasts.
Gnawing from flesh to the bone, she had such lovely feasts.
The blood from the rabbits began to stain her white fur.
She then noticed it was now far from pure.
Deep inside, maniacal thoughts began to stir..
While playing a game of solo chess,
Peg began to crave the bloody taste of flesh.
She peaked outside, but saw no rabbits for miles.
In the corner of her den were only stripped bone piles.
She gnawed upon a few until she felt a sharp pain.
It grew stronger and stronger and made her insane.
She then woke up from her awful nightmare,
and realized she had eaten her own legs; flesh, bone, and hair.
Pegs was distraught at the bloody mess that she saw.
She started to scream, then she started to bawl.
No one came running to comfort Pegs.
For Pegs had no friends, and now Pegs had no legs.

© 2012 Alana McGuire


Author's Note

Alana McGuire
This isn't meant to be anything serious. I just wrote it upon request for kicks and giggles. :)

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This was akin to a nursery rhyme, where it is presented with a lighthearted nature, but has a rather dark undertone. Maybe undertone isn't the right word, because the macabre descriptions are pretty clear. What gets me is that I thought this was going to be a cute story, but then you turn the tables when Pegs starts murdering rabbits. What I find most disturbing is that Pegs eats the rabbits, when porcupines are primarily herbivores, which may or may not have led to her insanity at the end, when she starts eating her own legs. That being said, I enjoyed this piece very much. It was dark, surprising, and though I wouldn't say it was funny, it was humorous because of it's presentation. I also can't way I felt any pity for Pegs at the end there. She was obviously a sociopath (in my interpretation).

Posted 12 Years Ago


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wow, the creative drama holds a classic fairytale feeling, has a spooky
yet lighthearted, colorful feeling that entertains the reader, excellent job.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Good poem.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Haha, that's great. A bit creepy, but really funny. I really enjoyed the rhyme, it was the type that worked with this poem. Poor Pegs.

Posted 12 Years Ago


This is amazing! I like this. I really relate to this!!! Good job and keep up the good work!

Posted 12 Years Ago


I never heard of pegs, but i got to say this poem made me laugh

Posted 12 Years Ago


haha that made me giggle, really fun :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


wow that is different but i like it a lot great work and i have to admit it is pretty funny

Posted 12 Years Ago


Great job! Entertaining and sad, interesting subject, and it really makes an emotional sympathy for the poor albino porcupine Pegs.

Posted 12 Years Ago


I like it! Good job.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Thank you so much for the reviews, everyone! :)

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Tags: legless, white, albino, porcupine, blood, gore, bones, rabbit, gnaw, peg, funny, humor, quills

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