AJ Ryan, 14 january 2012
We all shudder inside
As we see death in her cold eyes.
With her sharp dagger tongue,
The buzzing flies stay young
When around this lizard in disguise.
AJ Ryan, 14 january 2012
I stepped with care through a world of green
And drifting rain,
As it slithered slowly and with ease.
With its scaly skin
And its pointed devil tongue
Hissing and rattling
I had suspicions
I was on this sly serpents hitlist.
Imagine innocent me,
The prey of a shy dismaying snake.
AJ Ryan, 2 january 2012
I awake slowly to see
A bad man called Liquor.
I look at him as he sits beside me,
And he makes me feel sicker.
I look at him and I feel
His sharp blade ends,
Stinging the nerves of my teeth
When I became his friend.
I look at him and I think
Of last night when he put me to sleep.
All I wanted was just one drink
But he made me fall, like stones, in a heap.
I look at him and I crack,
I stand to pick him up.
I say 'Dear Liquor, you're not coming back,
I've had just about enough.'
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