Three Four, Under the Floor
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8/4/2025 for The seed of Fear Poetry Contest sponsored by Jami Patterson
One, two,
I think I'm through;
Three, four,
under the floor;
Five, six,
I'm in a fix;
Seven, eight,
he met his fate;
Nine, ten,
I'm in the pen;
Eleven, twelve,
my hopes to shelve;
Thirteen, fourteen,
clean with chlorine;
Fifteen, sixteen,
bloody crime scene;
Seventeen, eighteen,
murder unforeseen;
Nineteen, twenty,
stole my Good & Plenty.
Copyright © David Crandall | Year Posted 2025
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