Switchblade Knife Poems - Poems about Switchblade Knife

...Why is a knife on my porch railing? I stare at it. Daring it to tell me how it got here. The knife is silent. A red switchblade knife. It looks ominous; it seems threatening. It stares me dow......

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...Early in the MOURNING I usually went out, To ride my bike on a FLOUR filled route. BUTT because of the WHEATHER, today I changed, A nice ride in the evening I had arranged. I found myself ridin......

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... This season, the Easter Bunny was running late. He made a bad decision that sealed his fate. Nobody can say that his choice was good. He took a shortcut through a low-income neighborhood. So......

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...We want to rub him out, blot him from the face of the Earth, Feed what’s left to the worms and let them claim his worth. OK, I’m in, but how do we go about it? Tell me what’s your plan? ......

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