If you lie on the ground
And then in your mouth
they will play
And if you do not wake up,
will stay there all day
Then fungi will slowly
grow on your toe
As signs of decay start to
show
And as you sleep even deeper
and longer
You will start to smell,
and the smell will get stronger
All your friends will then
avoid your stare . . . (not easy when the cat is playing with your eyeball on a stair)
Except Dave who will stick
a moustachio on your face for a dare
(Because this is what your mate Dave tends to do)
But even the moustachio
will finally fall off, when you twitch about and sneeze and cough
Then bits of you will fall
out of your skin
And folk will discuss throwing
your remains in a Wheelie bin
But by now you are not so
nice
As your slimy bits are
eaten by mice.
The good news though. . .
. Well it was Dave that said
You are now one of the(
rather popular with children)
UNDEAD
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See, and this is why I hate Dave!
ReplyDeleteI think Mr H will totally agree. . . . .
DeleteI do agree... I agree with venom! Bl**dy dave.
DeleteThere were tiny slow worms on the floor of a hallway in South Dakota on a concrete floor that gave the appearance of dark cracks in the paint covering. Dark slow moving cracks in the floors. Hall-way-lucinations, maybe? No, thEy wErE rEal worms.
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We used to have slow worms in the garden of our previous house a few miles away, but sadly I have never seem them here. Just newts frogs and toads none of which can impersonate a slow moving crack on the floor.
DeleteYou try your best
ReplyDeleteuntil it's no longer funny.
The best lesson in life
is to not lend Dave money.
A grand little Poem Mr H . . . . Dave would be proud of you
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