Monday, 8 September 2014

a seventh new poem...'teeth and nails'

Stephanie drank a lot,
Dabbled in Crystal Meth.
Her teeth fell out.
She tried to put them back in.
They fell out again.
Someone said:
‘Go to the dentist’.
But Stephanie by this time
Was somewhat confused - got
Her nails painted instead.

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