Suspense Poem 2 (Running from the Po-Leece)

May 1, 2008
Chillin’ at a house,
Having a great time with some people,
Everyone hanging out laughing,
Starting to get real loud,
Shady knock on the door,
I’m OUT!
I get out the back door going through the woods,
Hearing yells telling me to stop where I am,
No chance,
Later piggy.

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