FREEDOM3 PROJECTS sunday sonnet . exquisite corpse poetry MAIN post poetry . guestbook . contact . home . 1ge.net . poetry of l.m. hutchings . POSTING RULES · You may post your own poems and/or some personal favorites by others (properly credited of course). · When commenting on poems please be polite and use constructive critism. · If your poem is explicit in any way please put a warning in the title. This is harsh language, sexual descriptions, etc. Robbed by Zozo Zozo 29.01.2005 08:06 Just got robbed and violated last night Im so glad it didnt turn to a fight Hope I dont find out who did it Im so mad and scared having a fit So glad he didnt take my guitar And that he didnt see the money in the jar Now Im expecting him any night What a feeling to live with this fright Cops had nothing to say except be careful No kiddin. I cant be bitter and hateful I guess that person needed money bad But he better not try it again cause Im mad I have a knife and bottles ready to fall As soon as I hear them Ill start down the hall Find their jugulars and go to town All fantasy nothing to do but frown I got robbed have to live with it But they better not try it again that piece of shit Amanda 02.02.2005 13:19 Zozo, I know just howyou feel. Same feelings I had a couple months ago. Stupid ass ain't been back yet, though. This is really a great poem. Ilike it. Thanks for sharing it with us. Add a Reply Name Reply The owner of this site accepts no responsibility for copyright infringement. © 2004 LM Hutchings | forum script