David Hines (hradzka) wrote,
David Hines

APED: "today i ate a little man"

Today I ate a little man
as I was walking down the street.
Open-mouthed, I fell, unplanned.
He went in up to his feet.
And there he stuck. I had to choose:
to take him out or let him stay.
He struggled. And he cursed me, too.
I swallowed so he'd go away.

Now he's here inside my tum.
We go about, this man and I.
It's strange to say: he won't succumb.
I ate him, but he still won't die.
He kicks me hard with little toes.
Hard, and harder every day.
It hurts each time. I wish he'd go.
But it seems he's here to stay.

It's true, I ate the little man.
I erred and so I have to pay.
But now I have a cunning plan
I hope will speed him on his way.
It's coming on. I hope it's soon.
There's just no other way, you know --
You see, I ate six pounds of prunes --
Excuse me, please. I have to go.
Tags: a poem every day
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