the claws gameA Poem by saraif youve ever watched toy story (part where the evil kid is in arcade and won woody and buzz from the machine) u shud (hopefully unless ive done a bad job of it) get itClink, clink, clink, plop The coins slide intot he machine Like a klutz or jester slides into his chair The menacing claw comes alive It moves back and forth back and forth over the little toys as if it were possesed by demons. In fact it is possesd but not by demons no this claw is possesd by the manipulators of the arcade
Which one Which one The manipulator has difficutly deciding its next victim
Ohhhhh pick me! pick me! all the naive little toys proclaim as they stretch there mangled plastic bodies towards the possesd claw
SNAP the claw choses one, its "lucky" winner. the toy, ecstatic is swining in the suffocating grasp, closer a little to the right almost there and... Whoops The claw has enough of the manipulators game Plop the toy goes back into warm folds of its little freinds arms dissapointed as hell and unaware of the manipulators dissapointment at being thraweted
© 2008 saraAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on November 10, 2008 Last Updated on November 10, 2008 Authorsaraclifton, NJAboutright these mini bio things always come out awkward on my end so lets get it over with im sara, almost 17 and a highschool senior i love escaping into a good book (or even a semi good book) running .. more..Writing
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