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new clothes, same old story (Free verse) by nypoet22

emperor passed stood on his stool tidy, full, manifest a cheer of castanets repressed the voice that dared call him ugly naked

jessicazee 26-Apr-07/2:48 AM
do you mean castanets? (sp I think?) Like the finger cymbals? Or maybe I don't know what a castinette is? Serious.
Also, I love the last line so much. Could omit both periods.




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