I opened up my favorite site
to find something unique.
I longed to read the poetry
that's crafted with technique.
At first I read the contest wins,
in shock at what I saw.
I shrieked so loud in disbelief
it nearly broke my jaw.
The scribbles for the site contests,
that some had scribed in pen,
made me think I traveled time
to second grade again.
Did, by mistake, I stumble on
a children's writing site?
The tears came pouring down my face.
No, I was here alright.
Then next I read of aging skin
with boobs so low they drag.
I'm old as well but draw the line
with tits that flop and wag.
A piece had won on someone's cat.
I choked the breath I took,
and then collapsed upon the floor
where I convulsed and shook.
I clawed my way back up the chair,
my tortured brain amiss.
I squinted through my tearful eyes
and then I entered this.
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a poem of any type and any length that tells a story. |
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