Once, for some unknown caveman reason,
my young blond-haired gentle son,
felt the need for revenge,
he popped a little green caterpillar
onto the BBQ grate at the campground
and clapped his hands in glee
as it burst its little black seams
and became fried green eggs.
Later, when he decided to live with his father,
I was that hot-griddled inch of hurt.
Author notes
Prompt: "I want emotion(as stated in the title). I want to feel the heat in your veins ..."
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- Emotion! Please Come Have A Look by Xxpoison.kissesxX.
1600 points, ended May 8, 62 entries
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geez... ouch .... how ironic.... know the feeling
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