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An Ode To Dark Angel, Private Investigator (Ode) by tolstoyleo Tiles blurr'd,
then focus'd, then blurr'd.
Reminiscing an taco
recently splurg'd
Rocking to and fro
currently deterred
Finally a colour
of Douglas Fir
'Tis a fine species I say
Good Day to you sir
Monsieur? I concur.
Up the ladder:
White Stork
Down the ladder:
You've Given Me
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Posted: July 1, 2004 1:52 AM PDT; Last modified: July 1, 2004 1:52 AM PDTWeighted score: 5.638736 Overall Rank: 2160 Comments:
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donmiguel1960 @ 68.96.168.211
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1-Jul-04/6:16 AM
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I like the flow, but have
have no clue what its about, tell me
You would have to definately read the poetry written by "=-dark_angel_= on this site. He has 3 poems in the "worst" section if you didn't know, and most of his poetry is SUPER FUNNY! well... I spent probably 3 hours reading his stuff and was very amazed at the creativity and time spent. Basically. The poem is about taking a shit.
Evacuation harness blues.
Unfitting a "man" of his stature.
Totally unfitting. That is why there will be a trilogy of them dedicated to his mastery. Unmatching and unfitting the Aids in a (x) triology as well.
Still, spot on.
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