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Melissa Blair Mar 2013
I bought a brand new pillow
It looks really nice
It's pink and oh so fluffy
I can't wait to give it a try

It's been a tiring day
I'm feeling rather dead
I think I'll head off now
To rest my weary head

NOM! NOM! NOM!

What the Hell is happening?
Where has my hair gone?
Why is my pillow growling?
And what is it chewing on?

I tell myself it's not real
And lay back down to dream
But then I feel teeth on my head
And I can't help but scream

NOM! NOM! NOM!

My pillow really is eating
And I'm now missing a nose
The pillow's getting fatter
As it's belly grows

I try to run away from it
But the fluffiness darts across the room
It's gnashing at my toes
This fluffy pillow of doom

NOM! NOM! NOM!

I think I'll test things out
Before buying any more bedding
I think I've finally lost the plot
This pillow's done my head in

I set the thing on fire
And ripped it into shreds
There's no way I'm letting
That thing back under my head!




-Harry Potter reference: I just realized after posting this that with no hair or nose, I would look like Voldemort!-
I have quite a strange imagination, wouldn't you agree?
Melissa Blair Mar 2013
She held the world in the palm of her hand
There was no pain that she couldn't withstand
But she soon wiltered to the voice of command
No longer a pyramid but just one grain of sand

She was a pearl of beauty and grace
All of life's lessons etched into her face
But to his touch, she'd shiver and brace
No longer smiling, she knew her place

She once was strong, she once held power
Where radiance shone down in abundant showers
But he ignored her until her soul he'd devour
Leaving her heart in the corner, she'd cower

She grew stronger with time until she could stand
Picking her heart up, she soon took command
She left him in awe at her final demand
To stay in her life, though not how they'd planned

Now this pearl has no home, no heart to share
She'll search the sea for an oyster who'll care
While building back up her pymarid lair
So she can once again soar where eagles dare

— The End —