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My Daughter's Shoes
a pantoum for bad poetry contest
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My Daughter's Shoes



Ewwww, the stench is killing me!
Has something died in here?
I look around, and all I see
is a half-drank bottle of beer.

Has something died in here?
The fumes are knocking me out!
Is a half-drank bottle of beer
the culprit, or last night's sauerkraut?

The fumes are knocking me out!
Is the never-emptied litter box of my cat
the culprit, or last night's sauerkraut?
Soon I'll collapse on the dirty mat.

Is the never-emptied litter box of my cat
the cause of that putrid smell?
Soon I'll collapse on the mat.
I search frantically, all pell-mell.

The cause of that putrid smell,
making me sing the blues,
I search frantically, all pell-mell,
under her bed lies my daughter's shoes.

Making me sing the blues,
I look around, and all I see,
under her bed, my daughter's shoes.
Ewwww, the stench is killing me!
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