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The Claw
by Keith D Allison
Being the oldest now
I must bring
the claw…
To holiday events
it must be
properly display
with the chanting of words
I assure you, it will clear the room
of women and children alike
for all in the family
have known the dratted claw
To hear the movement of feet
one must begin to chant
sloooowly I turn
step by step
inch by inch
with the slightest movement
they begin to run
But there is one
who will not flee
for she
will hug my knee
with excitement and glee
she will scream…
Grandpa, grandpa
tickle me 12/22/2006 Posted on 12/22/2006
Copyright © 2025 Keith D Allison
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by P.T. Brooks on 12/22/06 at 05:22 PM enjoyable read, nice write granpa, Merry Christmas
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| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 12/22/06 at 06:26 PM Oh, just great Keith! Wonderfully suspenseful and inoccent! Potd suggestion for me today. Thanks for this one! Merry Christmas. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 12/22/06 at 09:28 PM Well done - suspense with a dynamite and warm ending! Thank you. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 12/27/06 at 02:56 PM Really like how you've put a new family face on a very ticklish subject. Well done Keith! |
| Posted by Kristine Briese on 01/01/07 at 06:53 AM Oh, what a delight!
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