Praying for more privacy
The cricket in the house
might bring -bad- luck,
last year i had a mouse,
whom by poison struck.
My neighbour couldn't be
explained its' harmlessness
and so on without success
it had to die on me.
Announcing babies in the summer
-mighty my oh what a bummer-
slummering all through the day
in a soothing sluggish way.
I'm praying for more privacy
but everywhere are eyes that see
in blind corners i shall hide,
plan my silent suicide.
09-09-2012 Madrason
poem by Madrason writer
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