Draining Experience - Flying the Coop Contest
Been eating medusa dates
Lovely fat juicy ones
I ate and ate them
Oh my they were so good
Why does my stomach feel *****
I thought the next day
Oh my! to the bathroom I ran
and sat , and sat and sat
Dare not leave, was in a quandary
The estate agent was calling in an hour
My mam needed a price for probate.
The smell lingered , Febreze Air, or the external fan
Couldn't remove it.
The doorbell went, I went out the back door
Left my mam to apologise, to this day
I do not eat fresh dates.
Beware of things fat and squiggy nice to eat
Can lead you into a foul smelly time.
Penned 29 April 2015
Copyright © Seren Roberts | Year Posted 2015
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