spine not straight
had to wait
for fertiliser from miser
was it that expansionism
took lubricating oil
from loamy soil ?
arms to be palms
legs walking eggs
buckled, I shovel
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Allpoetry Contest Honorable Winner
April 26
Prompt : " In the month of harvest.. I still feel half grown.."
I heard a squeak beneath my seat
I must protect my trunk
I’d give that squeaker such a clump
If I were grown and drunk
I heard a squeak beneath my seat
It gave me such a scare
Those tiny squeakers make me meek
Is there one under there
I heard a squeak beneath my seat
I quickly raised my feet
I did not dare to take a peek
Or beat a quick retreat
I heard a squeak beneath my seat
It’s messing with my brain
Every time I move a bit
It seems to squeak again
I heard a squeak beneath my seat
And now I need my dad
He rushed out when he heard the squeak
The squeaking made him mad
I heard a squeak beneath my seat
And now it’s squeaking faster
My seat moved when I moved my feet
For each leg has a caster
I heard a squeak beneath my seat
It made my dad’s blood boil
But now he’s back and in his trunk
Is lubricating oil
I have been sad and perturbed lately,
for you have treated me badly,
hurt by your attitude recently,
all I did was to make you feel gaily,
My heart has been given to you fully,
but you`ve interpreted it wrongly,
I did what I did to draw you closely;
Remember the time you were lonely,
That everything made you sickly,
And I lifted your soul up solely,
Dejection and sadness reigned in your heart only,
but I poured lubricating oil smoothly,
to purge your heart from sorrow completely,
Then you promised to love me dearly,
which I accepted passionately,
And I replied that~ I`ll always be friendly,
which I carried out diligently,
why do you now treat me so unkindly?,
because I have a disease so deadly;
Your withdrawal makes me feel so silly,
which has affected me greatly,
I have lost appetite and strength briefly,
Thinking of you has made my spirit lowly;
This ailment is not my making but Godly;
I never envisage to have this~really,
Think of the love I share with you daily,
Please!stay by my side before I depart swiftly.
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