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Poem Details
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| Title: | Downtime |
| Author: | maddog |
| Date Submitted: | 7/27/2009 |
| Email: | carlospesdacore@hotmail.co.uk |
| Poem: |
It''s oh my God o''clock in the morning Or rather bang slap middle of the night This body of mine lies churning My mind two black cats in a sack, in a fight. Once again I''m besieged and beleaguered All clammed up, shut away and remote Aerobatics ditched now I''m underwater Never stable in the plane of afloat. Tomorrow (now today) I''ll be useless But at least I''ll be back on dry land Washed up, wiped out and exhausted Still too unsteady to reach out a hand.... |