This poem, as a familiar pair of pants on a Sunday, is caked in shite.

I can accept closure. But not indecent exposure.

Oh Boy, thats real swell.

Is there really anybody left like this Brigadier?

I love your lightness and humor sometimes and can't imagine anything sinister in this hard-shell nut.

Whatever fucks your goat

It's good to see that you're not afraid to adopt such a light-hearted and amusing approach to such potentially serious matters. -10-

Please tell me whether your username is to be pronounced: 1. Shoe shin; or 2. Shoe shine. Thanks!!

really? this seems funny to you guys? i am seriously surprised. this is TRUE... my mom is terminally ill from having undergone radiation for cancer 20 years ago. huh. i'm disappointed. but ok. whatever.

(hanging head in shame)... YES! I'm serious. But you know, I guess humor comes out most when people are inadvertently funny and are being serious. Perhaps you're right though. ARGH! Thanks for commenting. I feel silly now. :)

Splendid -10-

Back to ADJ-NOUN titles, eh?

No, they're mostly the dreams of a California despondent, following a man to the hills of Tennessee without a clue.

Get over it! If this sorrowful wail helps, fine.

I don't suppose you married an engineer?

How to say nothing While mastering haiku form Is why we're all here 8 for satire

"you've mastered the haiku poem" -- 8. I can't tell if that's satire or a mistake. 6.

beautiful :)

sweet!