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replying on Grandma by Dovina
5 Nov 2004, 9:58 AM
thats true, I did'nt think about that at the time, you are so very right.
> small god, but you know the real God would'nt let that happen.
I find that rather extraordinary. God regularly lets people accidentally burn themselves to death. And I'm not just talking about the heathens, either.
you should try to work some AIDS into the poem. That would really give that extry cutting edge.
yeah that's the number one cause of death among elderlies :(
I do I do
i can hear the crickets chirping. listen. can you hear it too?
Yeah, as one's senses dull with age, it seems that the only thing one still feels strongly as it did in youth is pain. Pain changes from "growing pains" to "growing older pains."
On 10.25.04, while you were gallavanting about in pursuit of the ultimate lewd, I was at home soaking my mulberries in the oils of clove. If only you could boast of time similarly well spent, my lad.
I think this should be classified as 'Other'.
The different line is actually partially about fall and partially about a certain event that happened on Tuesday...;)
It is true that elderlies have supremely heightened senses, often developing new senses to compensate for their appalling bladder control. Many employ metallic probes which, when combined with rampant and erratic flailing, mean their sphere of immediate physical contact is widened to disproportionately insolent proportions. That elderlies are wiser than normals is beyond any doubt. For should an elderly pass stool on a discarded badmington racket, it is not the elderly that will suffer the horrific consequences, but the naked, supple, golden skinned badmington player, who in a fit of youthful foolhardiness left it in the Winston Churchill Bingo Museum.
A nice image - man/woman, moon/sun - long dance before the eclipse when she graciously accepts. How about a line break after anew? And "ill-fated" seems wrong with all we know about orbits.
The lunar eclipse was on 10/27/04, and you seem to be talking about a solar eclipse, so why the title?
YOu make do with a burger king napkin. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.