These aren't the children
we wanted or had .
Invasion of the body snatchers
the pod people, might explain
this turn of events.
No one from our loins could do
or would have done what they've
done together or separately.
Maybe 'my mother's curse',
that I end up with kids like me
wasn't bull-shit after all.
A contest entry
- bad kids by Deathless1.
450 points, ended May 8, 2008, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I like this poem. I don't know why what made me read it. Maybe the title made me it was a good title to fit a good poem. I like the 2nd stanza.
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As they say "what goes around comes around to bite you" or maybe, just perhaps they were switched at birth. Sometimes they do grow up and surprise you or no matter what you do, they kick you in the butt. It is all in th eluck of the draw or a greater power has a warped sense of humor.
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interesting, like the f you attitude in the last line.
and thank you for entering!
KNIGHT TIME
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