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Shitetalker (An farewell ode to Settle. Read Nightwalker first)
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Free verse
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Another Bobjim?!?!
He talks, Bollocks, It comes from His ass, Stupidly, Moving, Poetry doesn't Affect him, His victims, Soon, They will get Zero, Crap, Is his game, Like his poems Of himself, Trash, Until, The final Act, He leaves.
-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
7-Jan-03/3:16 PM
And I can tell you have a mediocre mind because the stench of mediocrity hangs thick in the air about you. Gently, furtively it wafts into the hearts and souls of Good Christian Gentlemen and polutes flagrantly with filthy lies and corrupt moral values. It is the stench of wretchedness; the stench of indolence; the stench of a working-class household... it is the stench of soiled linen. I don't like it, I say! I don't like it one bit!!!
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