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Night Crawler, Part 6

Contributed by Butterat_Zool on Friday, 21st March 2003 @ 04:25:00 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



He awoke the next morning to the sound of a robin
Singing in his ear, and the tickle of a daddy long legs
Wiggling around under his shirt.
It was a beautiful morning,
Except for the part about the daddy long legs.

For the most part, he had sobered up.
He tried his key in the door, and luckily enough, it worked.
It had been more than four days since he had left out that same door.
He took a deep breath and went into his bedroom
To look for his wife.

The bedroom door was shut and locked.
He decided that she must still be sleeping,
So he got himself a glass of water
To take care of his headache.
He decided that a little TV would be nice to pass the time.

He turned on the four inch black and white unit
That he and his wife kept at the dinner table,
And heard the familiar sound of Rod Roddy’s voice
Announcing the next contestant on The Price is Right.
This would certainly do just fine.

After about forty minutes, during one of those Wilford Brimley,
“I have diabetes. Check your blood sugar and check it often.” commercials,
There was a loud knock at the man’s front door.
He opened it to find a young man in hospital scrubs
Who looked like he was ready for bed.

“Good morning, sir.” the doctor said.
“How can I help you?” the man replied.
“I’ve come to collect payment for services
rendered unto your wife over that last few days.
Are you her husband?”




Copyright © Butterat_Zool ... [ 2003-03-21 16:25:00]
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Re: Night Crawler, Part 6 (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_Kalicharan on Thursday, 3rd April 2003 @ 10:31:42 PM AEST
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Hmm..I'll have to read the other parts to understand this..but it sounds really interesting...
Jenni


Re: Night Crawler, Part 6 (User Rating: 1 )
by kolbrun on Friday, 4th April 2003 @ 09:01:12 AM AEST
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This is so very poignant and moving. A very beautiful piece .

yours Kolbrún


Re: Night Crawler, Part 6 (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_Kalicharan on Saturday, 5th April 2003 @ 05:49:53 PM AEST
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Ok me again...Having read the first 5 parts..I can't stop here... It's beginning to get more and more interesting...
Jenni




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