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Date Posted: 15:20:31 02/10/02 Sun
Author Host/IP: dsl092-233-245.phl1.dsl.speakeasy.net/66.92.233.245 In reply to:
Jim AKA Rapid-Fire
's message, "What Is It?" on 20:47:46 02/08/02 Fri
I enjoy this one every time JIm. A great, funny poem! Looks like a Sonnet before you read it.
>Wandering a dark street at 2 in the morning,
>footsteps start behind me without warning.
>I start to sweat, my heart beats faster,
>am I just about to meet the Heavenly Master?
>The footsteps are louder and closer, I start to run,
>I could kill myself for not bringing my gun.
>Closer and closer, the gap behind is not so far,
>I think that I was followed straight from the bar.
>My heart now racing, I'm getting worn out,
>would help come, if I've gave a loud shout?
>What's happening to me, what is it that's so near,
>why do I have to have such an experience of fear?
>I can't run anymore, ate too much, and got too fat,
>I turn to face my fate, all I see is my cat!!!!
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