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Pick Your Poison

The hanging of the gallows high Electric chair is set on fry Passing out free cyanide So many different ways to die Rounding up the firing squad Wait for it...the go for it nod The guillotine is set on chop All it needs is for the blade to drop They're mixing up the chemicals To go off at precise intervals Tying up your arms with coils Being pulled apart by bulls Feed you to the crocodiles The ones that have the biggest smiles Dragging you for twenty miles Behind ten horses running wild You can beg and you can plead Getting down upon your knees But sometimes the reading of my poetry Might just be the worst of these

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Cheryl Hoffman

Date: 9/19/2016 9:09:00 PM

C'mon Mike, calling your poems poison is a bit extreme! They are actually an antidote to it in my opinion!:)

Mike Hauser
Date: 9/19/2016 10:00:00 PM

You my dear are very sweet

Daniel Turner

Date: 9/19/2016 9:06:00 PM

Very funny, Mike. I think you should know by now, you are an extremely talented writer. I love reading your rhymes. They brighten up my day:)

Mike Hauser
Date: 9/19/2016 9:54:00 PM

Thank you my friend, I've just found the secret to the rhyme and have enough of a warped sense of humor to make it interesting ;0)