Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen Poet Limerick

Gps Seductions

A sultry voice gave directions.
Wrong turn, then came the corrections.
A panic attack –
Screams came from the back.
“We're lost; where are the connections?”

©October 30, 2011
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

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Andrea Dietrich November 4, 2011 at 8:25 PM I think I'd panic too if I didn't know the area. Way to do the contest! Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen November 8, 2011 at 3:01 PM Panic could be an understatement...when one is lost! I've been lost way too much. LOL

Prince Ekpemandu October 30, 2011 at 1:13 PM nice Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen November 8, 2011 at 3:01 PM Thank you, sincerely, for reading my work and for taking time to comment. Smiles.