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A Very Poetic Finish

A Very Poetic Finish

Right under Cedric’s house
lived an enormous alligator
a pet he kept secret, for many years
 
until one day
the alligator got fed up with steak
and wanted to try something sweet
so up he came to greet his master…
 
murder? yes… but not much mystery
 
the police said
general belief was this…
 
there was more than one reptile down there
unfortunately
(they haven’t managed to trace the second one yet)
 
the NYPD Notes…
 
they are still searching for a few gentlemen
who were neighbors
they were playing strip poker at the time
at least four of them are believed to be British
apparently, they were all poets…

 

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Rory McGinlay

I was always second guessing in life whether I should announce myself as a poet. It would make things much simpler for people when getting to know me, but it's just not done. A poet reaches out for other poets, tries with those who aren't, to blend in. Though if I did announce myself as a poet to the world, deservingly I would go to the reptiles. 

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Shirley Harrison

lol my dear Rory, your modesty is always applaudable but you are in fact a poet in my eyes, most certainly. Obviously it wasn't you playing strip poker this time! 🤣 You are here with me.  Thank you and it's good to laugh so happy Friday dear friend. 🌹

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