Holy Crap...

Holy Crap...

A Poem by Dread Solomon
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An acrostic poem...

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Hated it when somebody spat on me
Out of six million people it had to be you
Lend thy spittle to somebody else who cares, won't you?
Yet, you chose me...

Cross those fingers, that I'll tower over you someday
Read my lips 
And wait for the worst
Prithee, it won't be spit...

© 2010 Dread Solomon


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Added on April 2, 2010
Last Updated on April 4, 2010
Tags: acrostic, poetry

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Dread Solomon
Dread Solomon

Kuching, Sarawak, Malaysia



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'I believe whatever doesn't kill you, simply makes you... stranger.' I'm a whole bunch of things... a poet, a story teller, a lazy novelist, a pianist, a beginner saxophonist, a geek with good loo.. more..

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