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Horrible month, horrible day
The WORST professors,
Dare I say?
In a moment of anger I dare to scream.

I began to sit to lighten my load,
then to my dismay, my head began to explode.
The TV time from which I must refrain,
I bumped my head and was immersed in pain.

The bed is my enemy, my greatest foe,
I didn't know that wasn't where my head should go.
That meeting with my head had a repercussion,
the worst of which I fear is a concussion.

The one pleasant thing from this horrible day...
my lovely muse came to have her say.
She came to the rescue, bringing new to the old,
cheered me up quick (at least that's what I'm told).

Girls with concussions seldom do win.
I asked her to hold her inspiration within,
yet she escaped the closet to give me some lines
I begged her so sweetly to wait for another time

So now I sit, inspired, in pain
With my pen and paper for the negative to drain
The bad flows out too
I just wish there wasn't homework left here to do. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 245 [topic] => 7 [informant] => Angelic_Demon [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
Inspiration Via Tragety

Contributed by Angelic_Demon on Monday, 15th October 2007 @ 01:51:08 PM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry






Horrible month, horrible day
The WORST professors,
Dare I say?
In a moment of anger I dare to scream.

I began to sit to lighten my load,
then to my dismay, my head began to explode.
The TV time from which I must refrain,
I bumped my head and was immersed in pain.

The bed is my enemy, my greatest foe,
I didn't know that wasn't where my head should go.
That meeting with my head had a repercussion,
the worst of which I fear is a concussion.

The one pleasant thing from this horrible day...
my lovely muse came to have her say.
She came to the rescue, bringing new to the old,
cheered me up quick (at least that's what I'm told).

Girls with concussions seldom do win.
I asked her to hold her inspiration within,
yet she escaped the closet to give me some lines
I begged her so sweetly to wait for another time

So now I sit, inspired, in pain
With my pen and paper for the negative to drain
The bad flows out too
I just wish there wasn't homework left here to do.




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Re: Inspiration Via Tragety (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 15th October 2007 @ 02:41:30 PM AEST
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Very creative writing.
huggs,
emy
Hope you have a good day soon.


Re: Inspiration Via Tragety (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 15th October 2007 @ 02:41:31 PM AEST
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Very creative writing.
huggs,
emy
Hope you have a good day soon.


Re: Inspiration Via Tragety (User Rating: 1 )
by Loyalist on Monday, 15th October 2007 @ 04:25:54 PM AEST
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You should be doing your homework!! hehe! Just joking! Good piece!


Re: Inspiration Via Tragety (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Sunday, 28th October 2007 @ 06:58:50 AM AEST
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oh mara this turned out very cute! lol@you!

hugs n' love mum xoxo


p.s. maybe you should hit the bedpost more often, you rhymed my dear via freeflow, bless the muse in her infinite wisdom.........




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