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Paying the High Price of Gas

I feel a blockage has occurred... It must have been all that stuffing and Turkey bird... The gurgles, the rumbling, the passing of gas... It’s beyond my control ,Oh dear, please let this pass... We have guests you see... So I don’t have the privilege to just get up and flee... No one should ever be in this state... And I should never have put so much on my plate... Cause now I’m paying and to my demise ... The rite of passage has been denied... I feel like I may blow up and explode... It’s times like this when you miss the commode...

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Date: 11/25/2013 8:20:00 PM
Outstanding!! Laughing the whole way through this one Great Poem
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Kj Force
Date: 11/25/2013 10:44:00 PM
Joseph...thank you for stopping by and commenting.. glad you enjoyed...hope you will check out my poems and short stories on various sites..
Date: 11/23/2013 3:22:00 AM
Hahaha. Yes, yes, yes!! What a lovely surprise read. I expected an actual rant over gas prices. Kudos to "rite of passage". Nice poetry, my friend. Licia ;-)
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Date: 11/23/2013 3:39:00 AM
delysia..Thanks for the visit and the comment...guess there will be a lot more in this predicament on Thursday! Enjoy your Holiday..

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