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[aid] => Mick
[title] => MR. OH-RE-OH!
[time] => 2003-02-08 17:46:34
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => There are two opposing forces
Closing in on me. I somehow feel I will be creamed, That makes me want to scream. Then I sense some licking. Which always gets me wet. The two opposing forces Have somehow become split. And then I sense I’m being dunked, In something wet and white. It’s then I hear some chewing sounds, Now something is not right. Now I sense I’m falling down, Something dark and hollow. Then I hear a funny noise, Much like a gulp or swallow. Then I hear some singing sound, About how a kid will eat the middle. It really starts to puzzle me. Can you help me solve this riddle? To Little Girls With Pretty Curls! [comments] => 0 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 7 [informant] => Robert_Edgar_Burns [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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