Short Blubbery Poems

The sobbing girl spent fifteen minutes gasping
Trying to get out words that made sense
Her chest was heaving, and her speech was blubbery
What happened? The Queen of Spades asked.

I know said the Jack of Diamonds. She was attacked.
By whom?
The fours, sixes, two’s, and sevens.
Why?
No one knows.

Queen of Spades was tired of these thugs.
There will be consequences, she said.
We do not want people to think that playing cards are thugs.
Too late, said the child....

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