Feel bad about blood dying

So I got a bloody nose and it stained my bed so I tried taking it out with some hydrogen peroxide and bleach but when I did I felt bad because it was a part of me.

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  • Rusty-Rider

    I don't think you have enough for a novel but maybe a poem if you edit it properly.

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    • Tempest-au

      There once blood from my nose rained
      And down on the bed it did stained
      So removal beseeched,
      I did pour on some bleach,
      But as it was me, I was pained.

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      • Rusty-Rider

        Well put.
        Your not the guy who wrote the one about the fellow from Nantucket are you?

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        • Tempest-au

          Well, there are a few. I'm the one that wrote about the shepherd from Nantucket:

          There once was a man from Nantucket,
          Who cornered a sheep just to fuck it.
          Their sheep started maaaaad,
          But she ended up glaaaaad
          And even turned 'round just to suck it.

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        • Ratman2

          I wrote the part about the banister breaking. I'm so proud of that. :-D

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          • Ratman2

            Oops. I'm sorry, wrong poem. I mean I'm the one who came up with the wiping off his chin part. Never mind. I totally fucked up this whole thing.

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      • _Jesus_

        I knew a guy from Brussels
        Who finger-fucked a mussel
        His finger lost
        He paid the cost
        But he was part of the IIN community so he just used a different finger the next 9 times.
        Then he used his penis.

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  • Lary

    Where'd all these poems come from XD

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    • Tempest-au

      These poems, all a'dripping with mirth,
      Like babes here our muses did birth,
      Though not greatly designed
      'cause the audience's blind
      And the effort is more than it's worth.

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