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Icarus Down (Haiku) by horus8

Sticky new feathers. Do not frown at me old man. Time to touch the sun. As I freed from you. I became just what you were. Swallowed by the Sea.

lastobelus 12-Mar-03/5:33 PM
henh? this is excellent, can't you separate your enmity from your aesthetics? I shall limerick you:

there's a guy here with scholarly socks
who takes umbrage when anyone mocks
his well crafted words
for smelling like turds
and thinks poetry's no place for cocks




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