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Competition Entry by Peter Wyatt Fellows (Guest)

Submit Date: 2009-07-18 14:44:21

Entry:

Just the other day
an Ambulance rushed my papa away
Because of smoke in his lung
It's like he's just been stung
By a parasite
And now he has to die young
It's my birthday
I asked for a trampoline
But now that I'm seventeen
And my pops is dead
On a hospital bed
I have to work at the factory
And I'm forced to flee
The life I had
I'm standing at the venue
Staring at the menu
Scared of the Typhoon
That will kill me so soon
and put the world in eclipse
making us all close are lips.