The monster was chasing me, deep within the forest
With the sound of Haitian drum corps pounding all around us.
The snarnling teeth were dipped in plaque, stained with hues of yellow
With several miles i'd run so far, my legs felt like jello
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I love it! It's the perfect recollection of youth mixed with a little suspense and a happy ending!
lawl. this is great. it took me a second to realize it rhymes, forest/around us kinda threw me. The 'teeth' line was very gross. ew. I like '...if I quit this fight'; it's very fantasy epic-ish. And, bien sur, a great punch line. I wish I could write humor poems like this! ! ! !
This is great! Such a good idea and well written.