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| The Woman Now Without Bread | |
| By rilLie | ||||
| 08 August 2006 | ||||
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this was a poetic interpretation of a story i made up (impromptu) during Filipino Oral Tests at school a few hours ago. Lui Kerplunk, one of my best friends, she made a comic during A.P. class while i made this poem. Coincidence? Enjoy, anyway! Once there was a woman, who always had bread. she was simple; she was poor, and she loved the color red. her lover had to leave, had to leave off to the Bahamas, they said goodbye on a cliff, what a deep, deep cliff it was. "Oh dear woman with bread," said her sweet, dear lover. "I have to go, I have to leave." and they hugged one another. The woman with bread cried and said: "Why do you have to leave? as the answers to her questions, a kiss she did receive. Suddenly a bird flew by, it was larger than a chair, it flew around, without a sound and snatched the bread off her hair. The woman cried, the woman screamed, her bread was now long gone. So the bird pushed her off the steep cliff, my story now is done.
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