One day I woke up in my bed;
was shocked to find a horse's head.
It lay upon my pillow, still.
All I could think was, who could kill
a horse, so fine, with flowing mane;
this killer had to be insane!
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Author:
Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 8th, 2021 01:21
- Comment from author about the poem: Got to be the worst poem I have ever composed. My sketch, at least, may make up for it.
- Category: Humor
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Comments2
Dreaming of 'The Godfather' then Kevin?
Andy
Thanks Andy. Yeah I must have been. lol
well, not really that bad although certainly strange, lol
but depending on how light or metaphorically - deep, you want to keep it, there is room to excavate and burrow out a unique write I feel, may take a few edits and drafts I admit
Thanks LB. You are too kind. I only posted it for fun. One of those crazy days. lol.
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