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Saturday

Did you see the
meter maid
she wore plaid
red and green
today
wrote tickets
from a pad of
lime and pink
waved hello to
the paper boy
turning on to
Laurel street
threw the papers
straight and true
one landed
on the porch
of Mr walker's
house as he was
coming out to
bury Mrs Walker's
head beneath the
roses in the
flower bed.
shhhhhhhh

















 

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  • Patpowers silver member
    August 7

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    Beautiful job on this one! Colorful and so descriptive. Thanks!

  • GordonR gold member
    August 4
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    You're not Mrs Walker. You know when to duck.......don't you?

  • dillpickle62
    June 29

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    Holy Wow!

    Oh wow! You sure got me! All down home homey and WHAM!
    Hahaha... you make me chuckle with your amazing talent.

  • Right between my eyes. BAM
    Never saw it comin'. Fantastic

  • GordonR gold member
    June 19

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    Great

    You got me right between the eyes with that one. Never saw it coming, as per MrsWalker perhaps. Still surprised and laughing after the 5th. time of reading.

  • Oh MY GOD! This poem is the shit! Its awesome, it's all sweet and a homey little setting and then WHAM--Mrs. Walker's head, about to be planted in the garden! It's epic with its courageous humor and bone shivering effect.
    *Eyes Rheea oddly* I'm hoping its all fiction....Lol I loved it, loved it, loved it, Rheea!
    And you want an MRI of my brain, pah-lease, I want one of yours! Lol
    Rachael

  • what? lol I have to laugh! you are so amazing... lol so full of suprises. cool write... sorry i havnt commented in soo long


  • pain in colorado
    November 12, 2008
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    That was unexpected there at the end. There is so much imagination in your poem.


  • DolceVito gold member
    November 11, 2008
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    Excellent write, enjoyable read.


  • parenchma
    October 6, 2008
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    Walker might have some pretty roses next year...


  • Melissa Burns
    October 6, 2008

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    I liked it - I'm a sucker for a poem with a twist at the end, which is why I can't stop hosting contests for it (Which by the way, I like your latest contest) ANYWAYS unique and good flowing


  • jcat gold member
    October 6, 2008

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    Well my first thought was naughty naughty so i had to reread it and than I got your meaning and ahhhhhh....EEK!!! Jeesh that was a morbid touch at the end!! I like my perverted thoughts better!! You rock sissy-poo!!


  • quantumsurveyor
    October 6, 2008

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    Is this existentialism, dadaism, Daliesque or what? Or what I guess. This is funny (haha, that is, not peculiar.....Oh, I don't know though.)

  • Michael P gold member
    October 6, 2008
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    did'nt expect that...shhhhhhhh-I really like this storytelling style from you.


  • arafura gold member
    October 6, 2008
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    Very good! I like the twist in this. Bravo!

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