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   metrophobia
   metrophobia · Aug 8, 2018

   What Day 3!? Well I better start posting!
   
   POEM 1. [for challenge 1]
   
   I used to pretend mosquito bites
   were like getting Spiderman power in reverse
   the more you get, the weaker you become,
   and I would dramatically fall on the ground
   and howl becoming. slowly. more. lethargic.
   as the poison set in
   and my dad would tell me to stop itching
   because it was time for dinner.
   And I liked the attention of rolling on the ground
   and telling him I was dying.
   Sometimes I still find people pretending they are weak
   where they should be strong,
   because no one likes arrogance or over-confidence.
   But I swat at mosquitos now because
   putting on a false facade irritates me,
   and anyways I prefer Ant-man.
   
   POEM 2. [for challenge 2]
   
   Fish eat dinner. People eat fish.
   I can't remember catching fish going fishing,
   we sat there until 6 pm,
   then went to McDonalds for Mc-Fish-Sandwiches.
   
   Fish swim in Oceans. I shower in the morning.
   And would be concerned if I saw fish in the tub,
   because I've seen the movie about Nemo.
   
   Fish apparently can't remember things. They forget.
   And yesterday I lost my wallet at McDonalds,
   because I was trying to find out if they knew about Nemo.
   
   They declined answering. But I bought Mc-French-Fries.
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   metrophobia
   metrophobia · Aug 11, 2018

   POEM 3. [for challenge 3 - poem using 2 voices, easy!]
   
   Hi, this is Burger King,
   Can I take your order?
   
   - Well I'll have french fries
   - for sure
   - but I don't really know what else yet
   
   What size fries today?
   
   - How many french fries are in a small?
   
   Not sure.
   
   - We'll go with that.
   
   Anything else for you today?
   
   - Yeah, I just don't know.
   
   Alright, that'll $1.99 at the next window
   
   - Alright,
   - thanks.
   
   
   POEM 4 [for challenge 4]
   There once was a villain called
   Count Smores,
   he stole all the chocolate,
   and marshemallows from
   everyone,
   and so there were only
   graham crackers left.
   So the people lit the graham crackers
   on fire, to spite,
   Count Smores,
   and they ate the ashes from the graham crackers,
   and in the end,
   Count Smores
   couldn't eat all the chocolate and marshamellows
   by himself anyways,
   so it ended up being,
   a double-loss situation.

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