Tuesday 14 June 2016

Spill The Beans

"Spill the beans!" they demanded of me urgently.

I had no beans to spill actually, couldn't they see?

I just know how to cook & eat beans tastefully.

I had wandered across the border unintentionally;

But, the adamant police just didn't believe this refugee...


44-words poem
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9 comments:

  1. Suspicions are hard to handle... maybe we need to trust a little bit more.

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  2. Clever, clever take! Love this.

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  3. If you are a refugee, everyone is so suspicious ~ Enjoyed the short story Ania ~

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  4. A poem about beans! Ha, this made me... oh, excuse me! A playful romp here, Anita!

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  5. Loved the story behind this!

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  6. Aha, very thoughtful and nicely weaved!

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  7. You've shown your empathy brilliantly.

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  8. Not sure whether to laugh or cry at this one. (Perhaps I'll just applaud.)

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Your words mean a lot to me.

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