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Randy McClave

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Poking


It begins with a jab and then followed with a poke
I scream “please quit”, it hurts and that is not a joke,

They stab me in my side with their stubby finger
It sends a pain up my side which still does linger,

I ask them to please quit all of that stupid poking
Of course they don't take me seriously, they think I am only joking,

They like to see me jump when I am poked in the side
I so much hate that feeling, as it also takes away some of my pride,

I am so tired and sick of all of the poking and jabbing
Some think it is humorous, but to me if feels like a stabbing,

They jab and they poke me either to say, “hello” or “goodbye”
They are my friends, and my nervousness to them it will satisfy,

Sometimes I turn and walk away if I see them on the street
When I say, “hello” or “hi” to them their finger in my side is how they greet,

Someday I believe that fear of their poking will cause me a cardiac
I wish instead of poking me, they would just give me a slap on the back.

Randy L. McClave

Submitted: Friday, December 13, 2013

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