“Not a chance in hell!!!”

This is a death defying act as I lie on my floor
With my best friends little Grandson standing holding a saw
Well I am thanking the heavens up above that this life size tool is only plastic
Coz as I close my eyes in horror I imagine a situation drastic..
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Me lying bodily dismantled in a mess of mayhem on the ground
With every bit of life oozed out of me after that chain sawing sound
There are bloody organs in heaps scattered like snakes and squirms
As my large intestines long and curly are wriggling like worms..
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But I get up off the tartan carpet feeling none the worse for wear
Straightening out my crumpled cardigan and my tousled hair
When this little lad was smiling on a wing of a prayer
“If I use my Dad’s real Chainsaw could we do it again, I answer him “Not a chance in hell, I wouldn’t dare!!!”

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Comments
this is scary poem
i hope it
never happens
wow
Haha 🤣💕❤️💕
Hahaha wow Jill, love this write. Gory!
Teeheee me n my wacky imagination luv Thanking you so kindly as always my poetic penfriend. 🤣💕❤️💕
Teehee well kids of today lol u never just know 💕💙💕🤣