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Caution: Impending Explosion
My stomach's like a rumbling pit That any moment may explode. My stomach's like a roiling pot That's holding way too big a load. My stomach's like Vesuvius; It will erupt--and soon, I feel My stomach's very mad at me For wolfing down a five-pound meal. Soon on the sofa I'll lie down. I feel on me a hundred eyes Of others shocked by what I ate. My lowered head my shame descries. Oh, fix an Alka Seltzer now And bring it to me. Please be quick Because this birthday of my life, I've stuffed myself and am so sick. February 24, 2020 entered in Richard Lamoureau's Warning Poetry Contest The poem is a parody of the following poem. A Birthday By Christina Rossetti 1830–1894 My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a water'd shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles in a halcyon sea; My heart is gladder than all these Because my love is come to me. Raise me a dais of silk and down; Hang it with vair and purple dyes; Carve it in doves and pomegranates, And peacocks with a hundred eyes; Work it in gold and silver grapes, In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys; Because the birthday of my life Is come, my love is come to me.
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