poemranker ::The Voice of the Night (dedicated to Mr. PIG) by Sylvia Bravo

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The Voice of the Night (dedicated to Mr. PIG)

Member since 2003 · Posted 18 Feb 2003 · 3 comments

When dusk came down The grey assassin howled And vomitted the wool Of his meal of: sheep. Like the predator, I too consumed sheep--milk. Then I danced around and sang "Mee Mee Mee Meeeeeeeee" And then my hair became his next vomit.

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[9] Mr Pig 18-Feb-03/4:22 AM Reply
How charming my dear, thank you this is wonderful god bless you
[9] Shardik 18-Feb-03/2:12 PM Reply
fresh.
[n/a] god'swife 22-Feb-03/2:37 PM Reply
You should write a poem about a woman who is such a psycho telephone stalker, people have to change their home phone numbers to avoid the bitch. Never mind, you'd do a crappy job because you're a terrible writer, and an even worse human being.