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Flinched

I flinch at the growl
Of the junkyard dog 
And his hot breath on my neck
It is a cinch
He is going to rip me apart
If his chain has one more inch
My butt would be in a pinch
I'm praying that chain will clinch
And lynch
That devil dog

Just outside those snapping jaws
And under those razor claws
Back over the security fence
I hope no one saw me flinch

The junk man is 
In his office space
Laughing as that Yorkie 
Licks his face

What Makes You Flinch Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
5/29/19

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Line Gauthier Date: 6/4/2019 5:34:00 PM LOL don't blame you for being so jumpy, Timothy. A delightful poem with much rhythm. Login to Reply Timothy Mcguire Date: 6/4/2019 6:56:00 PM I'm flinchy

Darlene De Beaulieu Date: 5/29/2019 1:59:00 PM Hello Timothy McGuire, we all have our fears of some sort. For me it is elevator I got stuck in some, now I take the stairs. have a nce day my friend. Login to Reply Timothy Mcguire Date: 5/29/2019 2:23:00 PM Thanks Darlene! You too!

P.S. Awtry Date: 5/29/2019 1:43:00 PM Oh, you got me! I could just see this big black nightmare hound salivating and viciously barking.... One of my fears. Best of luck in the contest! Login to Reply Timothy Mcguire Date: 5/29/2019 2:23:00 PM Thank you PS

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart Date: 5/29/2019 8:09:00 AM Lol! Too funny! I happen to be Yorkie sitting at the moment. Been over a month, and that terrier bark frenzy every time she thinks she hears someone is going to be the death of me. Glued to my side, and me with noise sensitivity. ;) Login to Reply Timothy Mcguire Date: 5/29/2019 2:24:00 PM That is funny! Thanks Maureen