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Pinecone Razor (Free verse) by T. Jonathron Remp
Let us run to the ocean waves much like a clarinet might
If so inclined to do something similarly
When the clockwork stops on the edge of the flock
Storks will re-cork what has once been opened (uncorked)
Unforked: Devil, my delicious ganoush.
Let's sing about the silly things that once
Came for free but now
Cost and are oftentimes taxed
By the current lord or governing body.
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Weighted score: 5.0596013
Overall Rank: 6726
Posted: September 9, 2004 9:33 PM PDT; Last modified: September 9, 2004 9:38 PM PDT
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