Bad Stuff Happens Poem by Lori Messenger

Bad Stuff Happens

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Bad stuff happens on the fire line,
You think you're in mop up mode,
All of a sudden you're at the head of the fire.
Nothing is a sure thing.
You listen to that voice,
Feel your throat going dry,
Your bowels tightening up.
When things happen they happen fast.
Sometimes they’re over before you know anything.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Michael Shepherd 09 April 2005

I note your bio, Lori - but I guess this Clenched Bowel Club is worldwide! I used to get it going into the classroom! Neat write.

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Lori Messenger

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Montana, USA
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