My Mime

A poem by Christine J | 8/26/2008

Fierce anger consumes my mind
as I think of the time you abused my mime.
How could you treat him like an animal
when he's a harmless actor in this cruel, cruel world?

You tripped him and then you stole his black beret.
You dowsed his shirt in red Kool-Aid.
I'll never forgive you for what you did at that time.
When you thought it'd be funny to hurt my mime.

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Um... well it's very
Emily | Wed, 08/27/2008 - 1:03pm

Um... well it's very creative... and, uh, I don't really get it!? :) I like though, i really do!
~E~

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Interesting...
Falling Leaves | Mon, 09/08/2008 - 1:38pm

I'm not sure I really understand it, but I think it's a good poem =P. It has really good writing.

Falling Leaves-unschooler, horse lover, and obsesser over writing, reading and proper grammar.

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