From:
Ms. Kara Little
Cell Block 2, Terence Correctional Facility
Ambrosia Applebee, Arizona 67893
Dear Mom,
You asked and asked to tell you of my 'minor' plight
And so here I write:
Just a tiny case of Relationship problems
And not your average kind
For what the hell's a girl to do when she sees him in a bind?
'Binds' more like...
Who knew he was the submissive type?
Oh well,
I could have been forgiving
True my nature is quite nice
But when I spoke to my man hating best-friend
She gave me some advice
'Men are like Dung-beetles.'
She declared with steadfast vigor
'All they do is find nasty sh*t
And proceed to roll around in it.'
After countess enlightening metaphors
That lasted hours upon hours more
I decided to take matters into my own hands
It's amazing what you can do with a lighter and gas-can
After tireless calculations the math comes out just about right
The world is down one jackass and I get 15 to Life
I can feel your disappointment and can see your unshed tears
But just know I send my love
To write back, the address is as written above
See you in a couple years!
Love, Kara
Author notes
Just a quick write.....
A contest entry
- 50 ways to kill your lover by Darkwell.
600 points, ended June 27, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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very creative i like the meaning
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Very creative indeed. Love where you went with the prompt.
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Hahhaha this is really great the way you wrote it as a letter. Very clever! and the flow of the message and the rhyme is great too
if I had been drinking something i woulda spit it out here
'Men are like Dung-beetles.'
She declared with steadfast vigor
'All they do is find nasty sh*t
And proceed to roll around in it.'
Excellent write!!!
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