Hello my pretty, I followed your tracks,
I think I'll have me some chickie snacks,
I'll tease you first with torturous acts,
By pouncing and hissing before I relax,
I do it cause I can, that's life and its facts,
Bitch all you like of the fairness it lacks,
Don't try to run, fear my vicious attacks,
You're the bottom of the food chain - call it a "death tax",
Hmmm... I wonder why you're not bleating with fearful quacks?
Bugger this... CHOMP!... Damn it! You were made of wax!
A contest entry
- 10,000 POINTS ~ LANDSLIDE HUMOR - WHO IS THE FUNNIEST POET ON AP? ROUNDS CONTEST ~ 3rd contest on the brighter side of life! ~#110~ PLEASE LOOK INSIDE by Roaddog Wolf.
475 points, ended September 4, 2008, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Well I was wondering where you were taking me with this one thinking humour where is the humour ... got to the ending and you brought it all together....oh bugger me
Great take on the prompt
good luck in the contest. Nicely penned.
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"Bugger this... CHOMP!... Damn it! You were made of wax!" like that last line the best
thank you for your entry and good luck in the contest....
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Well rhymed and very creative--Love the last line!
Good luck in the contest!
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