WET PAINT
Author: kenny howard

Chapter 96
THE BLOB

I FIRST SAW IT AT THE END OF MY GARDEN
WHERE THE FAIRY'S USED TO PLAY
IT WAS JELLY LIKE ROUND AND TRANSPARENT
WITH JUST A HINT OF GREY

IT WOBBLED AS I GINGERLY GREW NEARER
IT WAS NO MORE THAN AN INCH
I REACHED OUT WITH MY FINGERS SLOWLY
AND GAVE IT A LITTLE PINCH

WITH THAT ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE

IN FRONT OF MY EYES
IT QUAD RUPPLED IN SIZE
AND IN CIRCLED MY NECK LIKE A NOOSE

FOR HOURS I STRUGGLED WITH THE BLOB
THE SOD WOULDN'T LET ME GO
I REALIZED TO WIN THIS DAY
I WOULD HAVE TO TAKE THINGS SLOW

I CALMED MYSELF DOWN
CRAWLED INTO MY HOME
I LIVED ON MY OWN
THEN SPOTTED MY HANDS FREE PHONE

I PRESSED A RANDOM BUTTON
AND ALL OF A SUDDEN
RECEIVED THIS HIGH PITCHED TONE

THE BLOB DIDN'T LIKE IT
DECIDED TO HIKE IT
AND I NEVER SAW IT AGAIN

SO IF YOUR OUT IN YOUR GARDEN
WE'RE THE FAIRY'S USED TO PLAY
AND CHANCED TO SEE A TINY BLOB
FOR FUCK SAKE KEEP AWAY....

 

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