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Navy Pier (Free verse) by Doug

Lake Michigan's soft and ceaseless cobalt breakers, the dulcet breeze by the Beer Garden in such peculiar concert with your silly laugh. It blew your russet hair against my cheek, as I drank the rest of your warm Black & Tan and stared at the shimmering of your freckled shoulder, half-concerned that sweat and sun could make such splendor.

SupremeDreamer 19-Jun-04/11:57 PM
Over educated folks don't make for good buffoons. But he is, when in his golden moments, quite funny.

Now why do I sense loathing and the hint of someones inferiority complex? (yes, it is what you've painted and left as imagery left strewn in some fuckwits LSD Art gallery.)

Some folks feel better when there's a defined target, though vaguely understood, its theraputic to take shots at it, isn't it? (ah, darkie, you made for a splendid punching bag... anyway, where was I? oh yes, ranting.)

But whatever and a bag of shit set aflame on a irish mans porch, good day.




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