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AIDS in a Glass (Limerick) by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.

There once was some AIDS in a glass, I extracted it from my own arse. I spilled it one day, And infected a gay, Who went by the first name of Lars.

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 16-Sep-04/12:06 PM
Dear PeRsIaN^StAr,

Welcome to PoemeRanker! And thank you for joining us just so you could inform me of the important new developments in AIDS and AIDS related research. Yours is the first comment on this poeme that I have read carefully, and without prejudice, and I'd like to take this opportunity to say that what I read chilled me to the bone. I had no idea AIDS was such a serious disease, nor that it could affect any one of us - not just homo lords or ethnics. I now realise how deeply ignorant my poeme is, and how it only serves to increase the number of people who die from AIDS. But the worst thing about this poeme isn't the fact that it makes AIDS more difficult to cure. Nor is it the fact that it makes some people laugh at AIDS against their will. It's the fact that it makes me feel guilty. For that, I thank you.




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