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Cuts
Contributed by
banjosandwitch
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Monday, 25th July 2011 @ 07:12:42 AM in AEST
Topic:
hbadday
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Cuts
You only get one set You cant grow another They are called your fingers But I cant stop cutting them
As a child I cut both thumbs Whilst cutting bread into slices I had the knife upside down Once I thought it would be fun to see if a razorblade was sharp It was, I cut the top nearly off my finger then it bled for ages I put my finger in my mouth, which was a bad idea
Recently I have cut my thumbs several times Three in a week, twice on a door The in and out bit sliced my skin as I closed it with my hand I have an abundance of scars
Keep all blades away Im a finger cutting freak Once a scraper cut my thumb whilst cleaning off gum I cut a chunk out my thumb, ouch!
I need to walk about with gauntlets Medieval mittens, a must Thumb guards, essential Onions, beware, tomatoes too You dont want parts of me in your salad do you?
Cut out the cutting, Ill try But the world needs a good chopping Things need cutting every day Ill have to hire a person to cut Before I chop something off
By banjosandwitch 23/07/11
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Re: Cuts
(User Rating: 1 ) by deusdeira on
Monday, 25th July 2011 @ 03:24:19 PM AEST (User
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| :) I know someone just like you! haha |
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Re: Cuts
(User Rating: 1 ) by poeticjestix on
Monday, 25th July 2011 @ 04:27:10 PM AEST (User
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| This poem actually made me feel tense. I felt a sick feeling reading it and yet it was quite innocent. |
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