My Moment of Shame
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When I let one loose in the elevator
It wasn't a squeak but more of a roar
The night before I'd had a hot vindaloo
My guts were churning and out one flew.
Thankfully I was alone until floor three
Then six girls got in and stood by me
Guts churned again ; I tried to clench cheek
The door then closed and boy did it reek.
Written 1st August 2021.
For When I Let One Loose In The Elevator Poetry Contest.
Sponsored By Charles Messini.
Copyright © Tom Cunningham | Year Posted 2021
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