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The Streaker

I peeked under a clover flower and saw a ladybug in the shower She turned bright red across her shell and in her wrath began to yell. Although her rage was crystal clear, her voice was just too soft to hear so I got closer to the ground in hopes that I could hear the sound and understand her tiny scream, which swirled in the shower steam. As I got close to listen hard she jumped and flew across the yard. But she was wet, and in a hurry and somehow in the crazy flurry… I think she simply just forgot, she wasn’t wearing a single spot!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 6/13/2015 8:49:00 PM
Awesome, nice flow, witty, pure sensitivity to choice of words and beautiful rhythm. My kind of poem.
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Date: 5/2/2015 5:39:00 PM
Perve. Jk, hahah. I like this, man. You got a sense of humor.
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Date: 5/2/2015 6:45:00 PM
Thanks Miguel, I'm glad you thought it was funny. =)
Date: 5/2/2015 4:17:00 PM
Preston, that is too too cute! That's a definite 7!(laughter is the best medicine and you've served me up a laugh today) ...walkin' on sunshine...Rochelle
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Date: 5/2/2015 4:24:00 PM
Thank you for the kind feedback and generous rating, Rochelle. You're far too kind.
Date: 5/2/2015 4:17:00 PM
Cute imagery and I love the humour here :-) Hugs Jan xx
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Date: 5/2/2015 4:23:00 PM
Thanks Jan, I'm trying to come up with children's poems for an idea I have for a personal project. So, this is probably going to be the nature of several of my upcoming postings... =p