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View From the Bottom

The view from the bottom of the five Gallon bucket Could not have been good. It is a long way up when you weigh Merely an ounce and stand, on your Best day, stretched out like a giraffe, Only two inches tall. There was nothing in the bucket before you. No water, no food, no spiders to torment and devour. Nothing. It was not your best day. When you fell From a ledge or a shelf and Dropped your final 18 inches Into The pale. No one heard or even cared and if they Knew probably would not have helped an alleged pest. When finally found you had succumbed. Your suffering prolonged judging by the profuse dry Excrement and nothing else. You are beautiful and cute and dead 2000 of you would Make a very nice two toned coat. I will keep the buckets upside down Now. I am sorry about your demise In the pail. JDZoller Copyright © 1-9-2010

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Date: 2/5/2010 4:42:00 PM
so horrible a fate, I like the poem welcome to poetry soup!! keep sharing with us
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Date: 2/4/2010 10:16:00 PM
You have interesting thoughts. Thanks for your comment on Word. June Ellen
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Date: 2/4/2010 7:12:00 PM
Very nice write...It made me sad though...enjoyed...Marty
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