by Sylvia A
Spiders and snakes,
make me cry and scream
even in my dreams.
In the garden,
amongst the grass,
they emerge to fight.
Still they are creatures of God,
part of life, I should enjoy,
pretend it's just a game of,
can I escape these naughty
little guys forever.
Sorry, I cannot forget how
creepy, crawly they are,
this I regret and will leave them alone.
(Club Challenge using words from Word Association Lists)
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Submission date : 2009-08-10
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