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Spare My Voodoo Doll!

I slipped upon my tiled floor,

& almost broke my neck

spent all night preparing for it,

but still failed my test,

Whoever has my voodoo doll,

please just give it a rest!

 

My best friend hung up on me

for something that I said,

I’m quite sure I didn’t though,

my mind is a mess!

Whoever has my voodoo doll

please give it a rest!

 

My boss hates me infinity

I couldn’t have cared less,

but he took my name off the merit list,

no bonus now, I guess

Whoever has my voodoo doll

please give it a rest

 

My neighbor borrowed my car

some chick he must impress

banged the bumper, smashed the headlight

what buttons did he press?

Whoever has my voodoo doll,

please give it a rest

 

You’ve poked & prodded

shaken & bent

she’s taken a toll

it’s evident

enough of your entertainment

She cannot scream , she cannot vent

have you no heart, have you no soul?

put that needle back, you troll

I may not know, I cannot tell

but I’m sure there’s a wicked spell

that I can cast upon your deed

& make you come forth & plead

I am a decent human being

don’t wish to resort to satanic means

let’s end this game of occult chess

Please, give my voodoo doll a rest!

 

 

 

 

 

 

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6 Comments »

  1. Great post. Very creative. I think everyone can relate to this feeling sometimes that everything keeps wrong and that someone must be out to get you. Great write. Look forward to reading more of your poetry

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