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Array ( [sid] => 103387 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Dying for a fag. [time] => 2005-08-13 06:17:46 [hometext] => Dont smoke now, but can remember what its like when you cant find your lighter.. [bodytext] => In the darkness my heart pounds,
I hear his foot steps on the ground,
I walk on faster, I can taste the fear,
I can hear his breath, as he gets near,

I start to run, he runs to,
I see some bushes, and run through,
my legs are torn from thorns and pines,
I keep on running, his still behind,

I feel his hand, I see his glove,
I see his face, leer from above,
Then......Have you got a light love? [comments] => 6 [counter] => 271 [topic] => 7 [informant] => lillyjane [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
Dying for a fag.

Contributed by lillyjane on Saturday, 13th August 2005 @ 06:17:46 AM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry



In the darkness my heart pounds,
I hear his foot steps on the ground,
I walk on faster, I can taste the fear,
I can hear his breath, as he gets near,

I start to run, he runs to,
I see some bushes, and run through,
my legs are torn from thorns and pines,
I keep on running, his still behind,

I feel his hand, I see his glove,
I see his face, leer from above,
Then......Have you got a light love?




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Re: Dying for a fag. (User Rating: 1 )
by bernard2 on Saturday, 13th August 2005 @ 09:56:15 AM AEST
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Good suspense poem. I liked the ending what a relief. just a light for his fag, Top marks from bernard2


Re: Dying for a fag. (User Rating: 1 )
by Randyjohnson on Saturday, 13th August 2005 @ 06:03:56 PM AEST
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You must be British. I like England and I like your poem. Good work.


Re: Dying for a fag. (User Rating: 1 )
by MorningDove on Sunday, 14th August 2005 @ 01:45:07 AM AEST
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Did you bust his bullocks with a nice firm kick? I would have. Don't smoke, sorry! lol

You are quite a great commedienne.

Rita


Re: Dying for a fag. (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 14th August 2005 @ 09:26:21 AM AEST
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lillyjane.........you rascal :-)
keep em coming, might even start smoking (only joking)


Re: Dying for a fag. (User Rating: 1 )
by Manda2 on Tuesday, 16th August 2005 @ 04:20:32 PM AEST
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Brillian! Full of suspense until the very end.


Re: Dying for a fag. (User Rating: 1 )
by maestar on Friday, 19th August 2005 @ 04:40:22 PM AEST
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Really funny

Loved it




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