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Mayhem

The sweat is pouring down my brow a hint or two of panic all around me,mad wild eyes the place is going manic People shove and people push some don"t know what to do. Others grin sadistic smiles but they are but a few A husband screams,he"s had enough he"s struggling to breath. Every year,its just the same. Food shopping,Christmas Eve

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Date: 12/4/2009 2:14:00 AM

i read your poem mayhem calmness'

Simone Segal

Date: 11/29/2009 6:37:00 AM

Another funny read!!! thank you! love Simone

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 11/27/2009 1:37:00 PM

i can picture this vision so true:)..that is Christmas season and after the Jauary sales..haha:)Charma

Sara Kendrick

Date: 11/27/2009 1:34:00 PM

Never been there or done that. I am sure that it would be awfull. Glad that you put a little humor into it. Keep the LOL pen flowing. Sara

Iolanda Scripca

Date: 11/25/2009 12:32:00 AM

You described it so right, this last moment shopping. Tomorrow is going to be another mayhem before Thanksgiving :) chasing turkeys :)

Donna Golden

Date: 11/24/2009 11:39:00 PM

Haha! Not at all how I thought it would end, and that is why I loved this! Well done! Hugs, Donna

Pamela Griffiths

Date: 10/25/2009 7:08:00 PM

So true, thanks for sharing. Pam.

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 10/23/2009 9:45:00 PM

Perfect scenario ... we all have been through exactly the way your verses portray this great holiday... thankxxx for sharing your poetry on P.S. Linda-Marie ...

Alisha Groves

Date: 10/16/2009 9:00:00 PM

Oh I know, christmas shopping is the worst, I do all of my shopping online. This is good, I like it.