By Malimodeinblack
A part of my life you are
Welcomed into it when I was fifteen
All you have done is wrecked havoc
Upon my sanity for years, precisely thirteen
To drag you along, what a pain
When I pull, you turn
When I stop, you run over my toes
Always hitting walls, my mind burns
Then to be yelled at to be careful
For whom? Me or the BEAST!
Can you hear the bell in my head
Knowing the fight shall start, a glorious feast
I become so furious with it
All I can do is sit and stare
Reading what is writtan along
It's beastly shell as I glare
Kenmore 4.1 Canister
with powermate
and magicord reel
If it only knew its fate
It reads push to retract cord
No need on this one, deviously
it reels back while plugged in
This beast sports dents gained mysteriously (grins)
It says it has overload protector
Maybe that's its secret
It's overloaded with me
and is rebelling I bet!
Your time shall soon come
My psychotic canister friend
You'll have one roll over too many
And in the garbage you'll mend
So, did you ever assume
One could fight with a vacuum?
A profession of mine it has become
Kicking it over and over, toes now numb!
-o-
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�Lisa Marie 2001
By Malimodeinblack
On her journey down the canyon
The one that is viewed so grand
She saw something mysterious below
Her curiosity was piqued by this land
Hiking along this hole in the earth
She couldn't believe what she was seeing
Was her mind playing tricks on her?
With visions of people floating, she began peeing
Scared out of her wits, she ran like the wind
Knowing she should have not read her horoscope that day
For it read, "You will witness the unusual"
This was more that she could bear, get out of her way!
-o-
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(C) 2001 Lisa Marie
