We walked alone in the forest;
They called it a forest of no return.
We wondered why but we did not ask;
We heard the wind howling that night.
The wind gave us chills up our spines;
I looked at her and she looked at me.
I took her hand and she took mine;
We continued to walk on and on.
We heard stories of a man whom died;
They say he committed suicide.
They say he died because he loved;
They say his love did die for him.
But why and when we do not know;
All we know is where and where is here.
And so we venture on and on;
But where, oh where, has my little dead man gone?
We do not know, and so we walk (on and on);
Continuing to travel amongst the gravel.
We finally come to a path and we find;
A man whom is dead and shouts:
"Yippity dippity," forevermore;
For you see-he is dead.
And as we all know, he is lonely forever;
Until the end of time-"Yippity dippity".
Author notes
I suggest not asking.
A contest entry
- Darken Us Up with Your Comedic Genius and Romantic Attitude by So Strange.
1000 points, ended September 7, 2007, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please be up front and honest and tell me what you think.
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This was really weird...but I like weird, so that's a good thing, if you write it well. Which you happened to do, too.
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Thanks!
Thank you for reading, commenting, and holding the contest.
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I enjoy holding contests like this, so maybe you could check into one of my others...good job, though.
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