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Plastic Tv. War - Poem by JOE POEWHIT

HAY GANG, come over in the afternoon, I just got the
new PLASTIC TV. WAR game. GEEEE, sounds great,
after lunch. WOW! ! ! look at the box on top of the TV.
YEA< it's all ready, the mode is on and just instert the war
video. GEEEE, let's get in the chair's and watch the war.
WOW! ! ! ! the box has blinking lighs, look the war started.
I'll bet the green guy's team wins. OK! ! ! !

POW, SAP, arms with blood, legs missing. THAT GUYS
SCREAMING-MOM. Wow, the lights are blinking faster
from the box. [[[**WHAT WAS THAT ]]]]]! ! ! ! A flare from the box.
Now purple smoke, MOM THE BOX IS SHOOTING AT US.
The kids all have blood over them. I don't like that new game.
There screaming in the livinrroom. MOM, come home fast
something is wrong. OH GOD PLEASE HELP ME.



Comments about Plastic Tv. War by JOE POEWHIT

  • (2/13/2010 7:53:00 AM)

    Nicely messaged write. So close to reality. Good one. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 12, 2010

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