A Pressing Need
It's body's made of metal, it's voice spells out your death, you'll see it's glowing eye on you, with your final breath.
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It's body's made of metal, it's voice spells out your death, you'll see it's glowing eye on you, with your final breath.
#household P lease call the plumber In my books the number. L eave the sink alone please don't make me moan.
Some of my finest thoughts are conceived upon the bog. Contemplating life around me as I excrete the morning log. While carrying out the daily ablutions Some major problems find solutions.
#household Final's on, Swiss v Scot Andy is the best we got Rallier v baseline lunger Face has been caught by a plunger What a miserable git. Crack a smile, son, be uplit.
Into the bathroom, With a towel for my shower. I see a monster on the window sill And I muster all my power... Eight spindly legs And thousands of eyes Black hairy back It touches me- it dies.
Thank you to @Clarabethy for picking me in the last challenge. There were so many great entries and I'm not looking forward to the task either. But I thought I'd lighten the mood a little.
The kettle whistles out it's tune As Jimmy thinks " Oh, what a goon . I thought I'd met the perfect mate " ( She moved in after just one date .
So, now that you've tortured me with your talents, here are the winners of the #household 'mug' challenge.
#household Thick, laced and red, Beckoning to my head, In a bowl, mug or glass, Temptation comes, I feel it swirl and mass, So sweet it will taste, Yet I should leave, And run without haste, Can't...
#household Spare me a prayer to your lord, By voice, letter or song and cord, Think of me over breakfast, Please, be my generous guest, Send out those electric pulses, Your positive thoughts and...
The greengrocer gave A little seed for free And from the little seed Grew a mug tree It's in a little pot On the patio Growing mugs for tea And coffee, don't you know Some of them are coloured And...
#household Do I have mug written on my face.
Walking home late at night Alone; my friends have left me Orange street lamps cast a glow But shadows dance so eerie.
Uncouth aggressive and annoying Traits in you I cant keep ignoring You used to bring me pretty flowers Now you stay in the pub for hours.
#household. She sat alone in the coffee shop. Reading her favourite book. A passionate tale of Heathcliffe and Cathy. Her heart he enticed, and took. She didn't notice him staring at her.
#Household @Clairabethy I'll stare down my coffee mug, And contemplate myself. Then when the mug is empty, It goes back on its shelf. I do so love my hot drinks, Thank Lordy for my mug.
#household Gurny gob, Ugly mug, Sulky brat, Push and shove. Tongue poked out In the Tescos line, Far from an angel, Far from divine.
#household A mug can be refreshing or evil. I'd rather the one of delight A steaming mug of hot tea Or an attack in the darkness of night.
#household I used to paint a mug Every birthday that I had. The first one was painted by mum And smashed up by my dad. When I was two I lost a tooth And painted the fairy on it.
Thanks @suzzeeq for picking me. Loving this inspiration-helping challenge so far, sometimes it's tough to know what to write.
A kind old man Came yesterday Gave me water But walked away I stared at him As he turned his heel No thanks I spoke How must he feel.
#household This bed, a family hand me down When they were starting out Most comfy there had ever been Of that she had no doubt And on it, they had lots of fun.
I came to you, When you called. And this is how you treat me. Well, I won't be fooled.
I love my bed, And I'm grateful for it. Not everyone gets a bed. Think of that next time you sleep. There are some people Left out in the cold.