My feet are freezing
My house is not pleasing,
I think I will die
I must not lie,
my house is cold
because it's old,
and on that note i must sigh
the floors are creaky,
the closets are creepy
the pipes are all busted,
because the are rusted
the roof is weak,
and also leaks
so can you come to my rescue,
but don't come unless you
bring a freshly lit torch,
because the first thing I'll burn
is that goddamn porch,
we can watch it burn to the ground
not a sign of it will be found.
A contest entry
- Irony, Satire, and Sarcasm (Quotes and a Picture Prompt) by Wandering Woodchuck.
666 points, ended September 5, 2008, 11 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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LMAO. I love it. Especially the lines:
but don't come unless you
bring a freshly lit torch,
because the first thing I'll burn
is that goddamn porch,
we can watch it burn to the ground
not a sign of it will be found.
Great job.
Mike
P.S. Please come back and put the quote in the AN. Thanks.
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HAHAHA! What a creative write! I enjoyed the humor in this; yes I can relate. My house is one of those old Victorian style places. Great write with lots of imgery! Thanks for sharing!
Warmest,
Mylee
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