We first made contact on a stormy day in June
Loving each moment as we stood under the moon
Honestly, all I asked was for him to come be my pet
And soon it became obvious I was not a threat
He looked like a beast from the dregs of the street
Not giving me a clue how soon he would cheat
I gave him all my love to hold in is heart
Just as he let off a malodorous fart
I tried using humor to temper ways which were rough
But what ever I did was never quite enough
I fed and cared for him in every way I could
But to him I was just another character from the hood
Our relationship finally ended, didn't last through the year
He left me high and dry for one of his peers
Despair taking hold I couldn't contain my self
My gun was suddenly in my hand and not on the shelf
I took careful aim and pointed straight at my head
Then missed completely as off he fled
I dropped the gun and instead grabbed my bottle of hooch
And said I give up, get out of my life you nasty old pooch
Darlene Sperber
June 3, 2008
Author notes
I guess I am just not a criminal at heart...this is the best I can come up with so far...maybe my muse will figure out a better crime later on...but I doubt it...I did stay in the 20 lines if that counts for anything...
So be kind when you read this cause I already know it is awful...
In a list
A contest entry
- Crime of Passion by Poetic Tasha by Partners In Crime.
450 points, ended June 13, 2008, 5 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Great write love it.
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Good girl drink the hooch! Stay alive to love another day!
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Yeah! it's all about the hooch...
Thanks for reading and commenting
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You wrote in your author notes that you know this is awful, your wrong this is great the fact that you missed and he got away makes it even better because it's different. I enjoyed this.
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Glad you enjoyed it...thanks for reading it and commenting
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well done
good luck
Tasha
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Thanks for the reading and comment...
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this is good, even criminals have an off day once in awhile. Next time you will get him Good luck in the contest
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Thanks for reading it...sis promised I could get better at becoming a master criminal...not sure though..I think I am a 'jack of all trades and master of none'...do have fun with what I do though...
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Just stick around, Darlene and you'll be master criminal before you know it
This was a good practice session...lol.
It's sort of a funny poem, kinda off the wall but good. And at least the victim got away
Good luck in the contest, Sis
luv and
Dee
(Did you mean to point the gun to your on head in the first line of the last stanza? )
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of course I meant my head...what kind of a criminal do you think I am...
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