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The Devil's Binge

As you climb out of bed, a muscle twinge lands you writhing on the floor"AAhhkk!!" getting up, you bang your head on the knob of an open drawer "OUCHH!" now you know it's not your day, the Devil's on a binge. At breakfast, if you make it, nothing goes quite right retrieving the cruet, hot coffee fills your lap with pain "XXXX-XX!!" you change, but you're too late to catch your train so you wait for a bus, but not one hails in sight. You start walking, and your bus comes whizzing past it takes off at the next stop, as you run to climb aboard you might as well go back to bed, this day you can't afford and if it's Friday the 13th, you'd better make it....fast For when the Devil is on a binge, and gets upon your trail your whole day goes down the drain from the minute you become conscious, he'll give you hours of pain no one escapes this blighter's tricks, when he grabs them by the tail. hicky

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 1/27/2016 9:28:00 PM
Gordon, A great pleasure to find and read the inspiration poured from your pen today. Love ** SKAT **
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Date: 4/11/2011 10:00:00 AM
LOL, happen stance? Light & Love
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Date: 3/2/2011 8:14:00 AM
Oh ouchy! There sure are just THOSE days-- and your wrote this in such an entertaining manner, Hicky! Thoroughly enjoyed this one and you give fair warning too! Thanks so much for dropping by my poem :) Always a pleasure to see you and hmm I suppose what we have here are two seasons? the rainy & summer seasons...I hope you are having a great week :D hugs
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