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Half a dozen (Free verse) by thepinkbunnyofdoom
I wrote a love song on every petal
On every one of your pink roses
If you turn them clockwise you will see
Instead you turned against the march of time
Making nonsense outta all my lines
So the meaning is lost, and becomes terrible prose...
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Arithmetic Mean: 6.977778
Weighted score: 6.9777656
Overall Rank: 112
Posted: January 20, 2005 4:26 PM PST; Last modified: January 20, 2005 5:23 PM PST
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