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The Power Of Standing Still (Ghazellanelle) (Ghazal) by Bachus
With much contempt, and shrewish emotion
My devotion (palatial) is to standing still
In groves, and in rows, I shan't wriggle my toes
My absolute sojourn is in standing still
Everything is groomed to pass by,
and I won't miss a thing.
Through flood and drought, and love (without)
What's this about? How I'm still standing still
Under pressure within, with an outside for sin,
and a peruke like fin, I swim, standing still
Everything is assumed to pass by,
and I won't miss a thing.
With solemnity -- Like it's my fucking legacy?
Oh Lord, thanks for teaching me, the art of standing still
As the sun red-dwarfs (obsequious) -- Here's a kiss,
and one last fist up your list, of why I'm standing still
Everything is doomed to pass by,
and I won't miss a thing.
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Arithmetic Mean: 5.2
Weighted score: 5.1761594
Overall Rank: 4957
Posted: June 30, 2004 3:44 PM PDT; Last modified: June 30, 2004 3:55 PM PDT
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