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My Secret Hoard

My Secret Hoard Carefully hidden at the back of the draw Be careful, quiet, just the watch the door I’m done if they catch me, but careful I’ll be The zombies search well for something to see Caught no mercy judged jailed I’ll go A fool, evil man condemned I know No razor sharp blade left there to cut Or blue black dark pistol seven rounds in butt No Street drugs guiding a willing mind astray Or ghastly child pictures images secreted away No, not all their running dogs running with all best scents Will discover my treasured old light bulbs with old filaments!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 5/14/2010 8:47:00 AM
LOL at the end here. Wonderful write. Have I said Welcome to PoetrySoup yet? ... thank you so much for your comment but I'm wondering about the word "tosh" ... hmm ... maybe you meant trash ... smile ... anyway, glad you've come to the Soup and hope you have a wonderful sunny weekend !!
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Date: 3/20/2010 2:48:00 PM
IDEAS---WELCOME TO POETRY SOUP---WISH YOU MUCH INSPIRATION AND SUCCESS HERE AMONG FRIENDS.
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Date: 3/16/2010 2:34:00 PM
Cool and not what you expect at the end...clever....Allie
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Date: 3/15/2010 2:04:00 AM
Love it - Very funny - Fab share Nigel -:)
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Date: 3/13/2010 4:26:00 PM
very nice write and welcome to poetry soup faleshia
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Date: 3/13/2010 4:03:00 PM
Welcome to the Poetry Soup Family of poets.. please continue to share your creative writes with us all.. as this delight tonight... a wonderful enjoyable read Nigel and u might check with Soup Management as your country's flag is not showing on the introduction page...luv.. Linda-Marie "Sweetheart" of Poetry Soup..
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