Hello + Poetry
Classics
Words
Blog
F.A.Q.
About
Contact
Guidelines
© 2024 HePo
by
Eliot
Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads.
Become a member
Kathleen Myra Colby
Poems
Oct 2010
Evil Teeth (For the Contest)
In the corners where I do not go
lies a heap of dust ***** green with mold.
Mother told me to sweep them out.
She doesn't know what they're about?
I poked then once
they snapped my stick, teeth marks
not a little *****.
Someone has to know the truth;
not as long as Mother is under foot.
Mother calls me evil names;
she has her way to cause great shame.
She says I'm a **** for not getting the broom
after all this is her room.
I told her the ***** had very sharp teeth.
She says I am a liar and must be beat.
So, Mother just to show me grabbed them
with her hand;
lost all her fingers and couldn't stand.
They began to devour her legs, she screamed
and called me a devil's knave.
Now, Mother is gone all is well.
Me and the dust ***** get along just swell.
KMCOLBY@2010
Written by
Kathleen Myra Colby
Follow
😀
😂
😍
😊
😌
🤯
🤓
💪
🤔
😕
😨
🤤
🙁
😢
😭
🤬
0
661
Kathleen Myra Colby
Please
log in
to view and add comments on poems