One Halloween,
I went out for a meal,
With candles,
and veal.
I went to the bathroom,
what a strange thing I saw.
I looked all around,
It was a raw...
Carrot.
I was washing my hands,
When I looked in the mirror.
It was there,
In my hair,
The carrot.
I wiped it off,
with some toilet paper.
I looked at it,
Then I realised,
it was the grim Reaper.
I threw it away,
Down the loo.
I then flushed it away
The paper too.
I came back to my meal,
and there were hundreds of them...
Carrots.
They were staring at me,
Although they don't have eyes.
I didn't know what to do!
Then it came to me.
A bright light shone....
I ate them.
Author notes
This is for the holiday theme of Halloween.
Since I amn't sure of this peace, I would love for you to leave comments and tell me my mistakes and my strongest points in poetry. Thanks!
P.S "I come from the Black City Gates, I do not live with pain nor love. I live to put the pain into you."
Written October 8th, 2005
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lol. it was a really nonsense poem. I dont reely no wot it was about...carrots i suppose....
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???WHAT THE HECK IS THIS POEM/STORY ABOUT? tho it was funny and funnyer when you ate them (hehehehe)
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No, It wasn't intended to rhyme.
thanks anyways
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thanks all!
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good
It was cute! I wasn't sure if it was suppose to rhyme or not though. -
intresting poem.you should try reading it normally and then with an accent its weird...anyways...AWESOME write!
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It doesn't include spelling
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