| Open Poetry #50 |
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In the Hall Hands on the Door |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana
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Can't sit here like a cornered rat, I must confront the blood and gore. It matters not they have a bat, In the hall hands are on the door. I flung the door open so mad, I stumbled for them with a roar. Oh my goodness it's mom and dad In the hall their hands on the door. You might say they have had a few They just left the Tavern Blue ©August 1, 2017 / Jerry Pat Bolton ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Good One Jerry.... great ending. j. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thanks Jimmy. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Cerulean Member Posts 109 |
Lol. Looks like I was half right in my reply to your 2nd to last poem in this series. Great ending. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Better half right, Cerulean, than wrong all the way. Appreciate you hanging in with he poem. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ [This message has been edited by JerryPat2 (08-05-2017 08:56 AM).] |
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