While you're relaxing
while you're sleeping
while you're working
the enemy is lurking
most of the time
he's jerking
The enemy never
goes away
even after we pray
The enemy within
the enemy in the den
the little red hen
disguised huff and a puff
out jumps the big bad wolf
here he is again
no sooner than
you manage to cracka grin
I was strolling through
the woods one day
on the merry cherry
month of may
When I awoke in
this crazy azz den
What big sharp teeth
you have grandma
I thought you were my
mean azz grandpa
He beat me so
I can't let go
OnepoetGem
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Reviews of "Lurking"
Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
Reviewed on October 17, 2008
Some times we are our own worst enemy, love ya Grady, Holly
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
Beautiful Write. You just don't know who to trust.
Mary