Short Foor Poems

My foor peet were baking bo sadly.
		Irk  wended, and home I glushed radly.
		I clopped down on the fouch.
		I  was such a green mouch,
		just snapping at mamily fadly!

		I shopped after faving my hit,
		but sery voon I cad to whit!
		I was stanned from the bore.
		Say thaid, "Come here mo nore"
		when I yelled, "This foo doesn't s_ _ _!"


March 2, 2016...

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Silence filled the room
The clock goes tick-tock
tick-tock
No life is breathing
slowly, slowly
The horror fills the silence
glaring, glaring
It's too late now
shattering. shattering.
The silence that fills us all
walking, walking
High heels clicking
The click on the doorknob
Shaking, shaking
The foor opens, in comes
a person, a head
The eyes are staring
Silence, Silence....

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