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Saturday November 5th, 2011

The exercise:

A four line poem about: undercover.

Be back tomorrow!

Mine:

Shake hands with the devil,
But don't become his friend;
Don't forget your halo,
Or this will be your end.

3 comments:

  1. That's a very cute little poem!

    Undercover
    Tina hides from people who approach,
    She says they're undercover cops,
    It causes her problem when she's turning tricks,
    But then, paranoia never stops.

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  2. Undercover

    slept like a lover
    un-der-cov-er
    sil-ken cover
    feathered with plover

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  3. Greg - that's quite the image you've placed in my mind. I could see a longer story developing from it.

    Writebite - great rhythm to that, makes it quite enjoyable to read out loud.

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