101 Poems In A Day 2011
Friday 25 November 2011
#76: If You So Much As Breathe A Word Of This To Anyone, So Help Me I Will Pluck Your Eyes From Your Head And Feed Them To The Dogs
says grandma,
silhouetted against the burning orphanage,
her scowl like a rotten jack o' lantern.
She gathers up the rest of the fireworks ruefully.
'Bonfire night is over!' she snaps,
which sets Hettie off sobbing again.
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