Unpopular--NotA Poem by topsyturvyThe blistering heat of the humid air Clings to my skin as I walk.. Into the fiery pits of hell. I stagger backwards as I hit a huge brick. The armor-like body of this blasted prick. Glaring at him as I excuse myself. --- Rushing towards the loo, Recovering from that fateful encounter with you. --- As I salvage what's left of my dignity Flies and maggots swarm all over me. What is it with them that they adore me so? Try as I might, they just won't let me go.
Clinging to me as I force my way up To the headmaster's quarters they dare not let up!
These savaging beasts, Roaming the streets. Give me some room to breathe, You dastardly, annoying creeps. © 2009 topsyturvy |
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1 Review Added on November 6, 2009 Last Updated on November 6, 2009 AuthortopsyturvyNorwayAboutCheck out my other works at: http://www.triond.com/users/topsyturvy more..Writing
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