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Un Crime a Minuit

I awakend in the dead of night passionate desires nibbled hunger and thirst, consumed me A Mayan princess was of no use to me now I, who was king, became a slave to my lustful desires Gargoyles and the devils helpers would fall at my feet, in death yes in triumph I marched forth, eyes aglow, at the pastries I would devour Note: The Title in English means "A Crime at Midnight" yes since childhood I am guilty of this crime!!!

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Nette Onclaud

Date: 1/4/2019 3:12:00 PM

never knew what was coming...ohh the sweets!... i'll have those too, art... enjoyed!..huggs

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 8/3/2018 7:49:00 PM

Arthur, I really had no idea where this was going as the suspense built quickly and intensified. Then, upon learning of your crime, I wanted to reach for something sweet. We are both guilty of the same crime, but few are innocent enough to prosecute us. Smiles Carolyn

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 6/7/2014 10:48:00 AM

LOVE this btw.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 6/7/2014 10:48:00 AM

I have resisted this particular crime rather well. I am more blatant, doing it in the light of DAY. hahaha

Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/7/2014 10:56:00 AM

LOL Day or night, food always feels right!

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser

Date: 6/7/2014 4:31:00 AM

hahahahhahhaa i love how it ended.. lools may I ask you love eating huh???? again witty witty write from Arthur.. :D!!!!

Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/7/2014 10:55:00 AM

Well Who doesn't love food? But I wrote this just for fun, after I saw your pyramid poem!! So its you who gave me the idea!

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 6/6/2014 10:20:00 AM

Totally unexpected, I love it! I too am guilty of this crime.

Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/7/2014 12:26:00 AM

Thanks Richard, yes I like to surprise at times!

Shadow Hamilton

Date: 6/5/2014 11:02:00 AM

lol Arthur love the light hearted humour in this fine midnight feasts are great fun pen ty for visiting my page and for lovely comments hugs

Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/7/2014 12:25:00 AM

Hi there Shadow, yes I can do more than dark and depressing! LOL Cheers!

Lucilla Carrillo

Date: 6/4/2014 11:04:00 PM

Nice poem; I'm glad that you explain. I thought it meant - a crime a minute, but than that could happen too. Thanks for sharing.... Lucilla

Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/7/2014 12:23:00 AM

Well a crime a minute also sounds nice!!!!!!

Nette Onclaud

Date: 6/4/2014 4:30:00 PM

wow, a food raider of the lost ref, arthur..delightful with great shape form.. huggs

Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/7/2014 12:23:00 AM

Love the comment Nette, thanks!!!!

Matthew Anish

Date: 6/4/2014 12:31:00 PM

This is a common problem. One must pull oneself away from the refrigerator at times! Well constructed with an interesting shape! Peace & Blessings Matthew Anish

Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/7/2014 12:21:00 AM

Well I wrote this in humor, I only do this on even days! LOL thanks!

Seren Roberts

Date: 6/3/2014 9:15:00 PM

Doesnt everyone, lol i guess so....Seren

Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/7/2014 12:20:00 AM

Thank you!!

Tim Smith

Date: 6/3/2014 9:11:00 PM

I succumb to those crimes as well my friend.

Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/4/2014 10:21:00 AM

Thanks Tim, as a child I used to go kitchen in the morning, with face smudged in chocolate, saying "Me? ate cake last night? noooo was not me "