Posted by anonymous poet on 9/24/2008, 10:03 am, in reply to "a poem"
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Well how do you like it? By the way welcome Aster Corbet. Thank you to who ever reads this. Good day.
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: An evil laugh carrying through the breeze,
: I feel my feet leave the ground,
: a clone head calling me his dear with an
: evil grin,
: going after me and making fun of me,
: I start to believe the clone heads words
: that I won’t be rescued that I am not cared
: for,
: I start to doubt bring him back and even
: getting involved,
: Until I hear a whisper in the breeze,
: a soft breath blowing in my ear,
: a voice yelling out to me trying to find me,
: a sandy blonde head peering into the room
: and his eyes lighting up as they find me,
: he comes in and I know that everything is
: going to be alright
: he lifts me up and helps me out of there he
: smiles,
: I smile,
: He leans in and tells me that all is going
: to be alright,
: Not to worry my “dear” Lestrade,
: At times like this I’m glad I got involved,
: I’m glad I brought him back,
: And I’m glad that I’ve given my heart to
: him.
: My dear Sherlock Holmes
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