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My Friends

She took me to the store
so we could find turtles
to make soup.
She said they would be
creamy, soft, and spicy.

She told me, Choose four
and put them in a box.
She said, Don't drop the box
Don't crack their shells
and ruin their flesh.

She told me to hold them
as she drove us in the car.
She said, We'll cut off their legs
and stew them with their shells.

I held them up to the window
so they could see the green.

She told me, Take them
and put them in the sink.
She told me, Wash them
and put them in a bowl.
She told me to bring them
over to her butcher's block.
She had on her apron
and held her knife tight.

She told me I had ruined dinner
when she looked in the bowl.
She said "What have you done,
What have you done with the turtles?"

I told mom the turtles
would scream and burn from heat.
I told her they would not
make creamy, spicy soup.
I told her I pulled off
their heads so they could sleep.
I told her I did not want them to boil alive.

She told me to get the pepper
and she put them in the pot.
She told me to eat my dinner.

I did eat my friends.
I ate every drop.

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  • Antebellum
    August 3
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    "I did eat my friends.
    I ate every drop. "

    ...wow... how sad.
    and yet, quite funny lol.
    wonderful write,
    thanks for entering.

  • very interesting; i loved how there is tough love and how distorted it is.
    thanks for entering


  • Mezclita
    October 13, 2007
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    sad but funny at the same time i don't know what to say... I'm no vegetarian or anything but I really do feel for these animals and then like you I eat them too! Well, at least you killed them first so they would suffer less i guess... cute little friends... sigh~


  • Jonathan ROBIN
    September 4, 2007

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    She told me...

    Chromatic coherency between content and context with little to choose between
    "I told her I pulled off
    their heads so they could sleep." and broiling ... if anything this increases sympathy for sharks. Doubtless with climate warming and food chain imbalances we'll encounter venemous species who otherwise would have lost out in the struggle for survival suddenly become tomorrows triffids or algae.

    Would you/should one pull a lobster's head or a lobsters leg ?

  • Ankeeta silver member
    September 1, 2007

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    ahan creepy when i started reading....I had to read it twice maybe punctuations would help better ...very twistedly the poems ends it....pretty different to read thanks ya

  • AnorexicShadow
    July 28, 2007

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    That was a rather morbid piece, though I must say it was interesting. I must say my favorite parts were the last two lines, the twists. It made me laugh.

  • Lisa Haslett
    July 9, 2007

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    Good short poem

    i liked it!But you wouldn't catch me eating that though,sounds gross!But good poem!Lisa K haslett raytown missouri!

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