Sometimes I write stuff and I have no idea where it comes from, possibly insanity, if so, bring it on...




Horsemen

They come out of the the mist

The Four horsemen of the Apocalypse

except

there's only three...

 

Death on his pale green horse

Famine on his black horse

War on his red horse

 

only three

 

where is Pestilence ?

 

At home in bed with a cold......

 

and

 

a hot water bottle.





Poetry by Blilith The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2012-02-16 at 21:04

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liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
LOL
I know how Pestilence feels
it's meant to be summer here
& it's been SO cold & wet

~L.~
2012-02-17


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
.....and pestilence mum sent in a note '' my son cant play to day , he's got a cold ''.
Ken ( D Williams )
2012-02-17


Rob Graber
lol--A clever and amusing write; and seasonal indeed!
2012-02-16