When a wicked young man named Ted
Said, “I shall chop off your head!”,
And his friend Max
Passed him an axe,
I found I was dreaming in bed!
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K Morris - Poet 
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I felt the exact same way when Max passed him that axe, Beth! I’m glad you enjoyed my poem.
Phew! I was worried there for a moment.
I must confess to having been a little worried myself, Vivienne! I’m glad you enjoyed my poem.
I know there are book which could explain the meaning of dreams, Kevin! You should consider to research. xx Michael