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NaPoWriMo 2016 Day Fourteen
FREEZE
She looks at me etcetera
Pulling a mean and bitey face
I hide her cone shade but stay close
Wishing I had gone to Petra
The rose red city would be ace
She lifts her gun and starts to squeeze
Squirting water towards my nose
I pick my hose up and shout Freeze!
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The prompt at NaPoWriMo today was to write a san san poem.
Thursday 14th April 2016 11:47 pm
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