The abrasions chuckle when
you furnish my ego.
Inflictions echo out
fits of laughter as you
accommodate my aspirations.
Discomfort virtues die
with delight when you
capitulate my mind.
Aches and pains agonize
gales of laughter with
your acceptable advise
Author notes
1. It only hurts when you give me a reason to laugh.
A contest entry
- PIF PROMPT CONTEST by penman.
700 points, ended July 7, 10 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This is amazing hun
Love the whole poem
Sets a mind going as I read this..
Well done on the Silver
Julie
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Nice poem my child, It is written very well. Authors note is admirable..Keep it up
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Wonderful
Very well done. Best of luck in the contest. -
Hi. Just a reminder to please post your poem soon. I will judge later today. Thank you.






