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She pushed her cart so frankly, Eyes straight forward - Never sidecast, Nor down to the tray Showing a splendid array Of treats I knew Were mine. But then that woman Went blinking mad! Racin' her goodie cart Much too fast, Rudely ahead, At things I Yet Had said - Her gown Screaming A ****** red. -- Hair yanked My eyes Down - The drone had stolen my gown! Rattling wheels Still forging ahead - She had given me her Flute and her Tongue-tied suit, (The suit that I knew Gave them Control over you), Her wolf eyes Wide, And dead. My filed down nails Grew into claws, Clenching my empty cup, "I did not drink it!" "I will not drink it!" Then the cup was filled back up. That woman stood still In front of me - Hands tied down to her sides, As she silently mouthed her Starch-white song, "There's nowhere You can hide." I hurled my cup With that bitter water At her blaringly Condemning Face, "I will not eat Your grinning sweets! You won't keep me In this place!" -- Nuts and bolts Flying and Floating - Stinging a rip In time, Punctuation Chasing my words, In haste - But, No trace of her Could I find. -- Too much parepin in my water.
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Aug 5, 2011
Aug 5, 2011 at 7:31 PM UTC
Frazzled, With No Way Out.
She pushed her cart so frankly, Eyes straight forward - Never sidecast, Nor down to the tray Showing a splendid array Of treats I knew Were mine. But then that woman Went blinking mad! Racin' her goodie cart Much too fast, Rudely ahead, At things I Yet Had said - Her gown Screaming A ****** red. -- Hair yanked My eyes Down - The drone had stolen my gown! Rattling wheels Still forging ahead - She had given me her Flute and her Tongue-tied suit, (The suit that I knew Gave them Control over you), Her wolf eyes Wide, And dead. My filed down nails Grew into claws, Clenching my empty cup, "I did not drink it!" "I will not drink it!" Then the cup was filled back up. That woman stood still In front of me - Hands tied down to her sides, As she silently mouthed her Starch-white song, "There's nowhere You can hide." I hurled my cup With that bitter water At her blaringly Condemning Face, "I will not eat Your grinning sweets! You won't keep me In this place!" -- Nuts and bolts Flying and Floating - Stinging a rip In time, Punctuation Chasing my words, In haste - But, No trace of her Could I find. -- Too much parepin in my water.
Clue 3/3 for "Nails Hairier than Hair." © 2011 Elephants & Coyotes
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Aug 5, 2011
Aug 5, 2011 at 7:31 PM UTC
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