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Subject: Poem based on a mission I am doing Author: Midnight of Bad Babes! [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 06:42:22 07/06/06 Thu Once at physics class Asleep I fell The sister got mad And to work she set me I was to read A 200 page book By the end of tonight But asleep I fell! Suddenly, my friend came! We begin talking And suddenly the sister Was there! Glaring! We tried to make excuses But she refused to believe She called for backup So we did the last choice, RAN! We ran to the secret exit Right into the Orchard Where there we recruited Some dibbuns to help! Jess the squirrel suggested That we put itching powder On those mean old elders To teach ‘em a lesson! Frost suggested that we Poured honey and feathers on them So we agreed on both! Jess ran to get the Powder Frost ran for the honey and feathers Barely missing the Friar and Cellar hog Jess while getting the powder Knocked the sleeping powder All over herself Making herself yawn! She managed to bring Us the itching powder Before falling asleep On the steps to the dorms We saw Frost running Towards us at a great clip Hard on her tail, The sister, Cellarhog, and friar! She raced by, honey and all! Suddenly I got this Idea! “Stop!” I called! But she didn’t hear! Jasmine ran after her And got the honey And feathers for me. And handed the feathers to me I poured the itching powder All over the feathers Whilst Jas poured half the honey All over the floor! While we were waiting She ran and added Some water to the honey And then ran back. As the elders ran straight Into the trap Jas tosses the honey All over them! Whilst they were trapped I threw the itching Powder feathers All over the three! Away we dashed, As the three itched And scratched! Freedom! We survived that day And now the three Respect Jas and I! No more Baths for us! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sorry, but I keep on getting awsome Ideas for poems, when I am trying to think of Riddles! Midnight of Bad Babes! [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]