They Drag Me Back

Creepy
Oozing
Pimply
Witchy
Ominously lit by bonfire
Grabs me to throw on hot coal pyre

I run
I jump
I yell
I scream
They drag me back kicking and hitting
I refuse to stop, never quitting

Drug her
Mug her
Smack her
Crack her
Alert, I refuse to go easy
They let me go, my stomach queasy


Owlish
Foul-ish
Smelly
Bad stuff
I feel quite grateful, big and rough
Glad Mommy taught when to be tough.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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