Death By Design
Post a phrase, lift your pen
They’ll shred you like the lion’s den
Toss a word, a line, some prose,
They’ll pull your ego out your nose
Put your literature up for a beat
A writer’s death you’ll surely meet
Pentameter, commas, quotes and exposition
They’ll tear you down from top position
Search the profiles for a friend on the site
You write your good morning, they’ll write your good night.
Comments, additions, you can take your chances
They’ll destroy your thoughts with obnoxious branches
Want a five a four or three?
They’ll drop a one, cut you off at the knee
Write a chapter on protagonize
That will take you down to size.
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Eight Million Ways to Die. This chapter
was posted on Dec 13, 2008 by
COACH.
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