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Finding Gin and Santa (Free verse) by richa In seances with old friends
he would contrive an end,
the wag of the set
the dim and illiterate.
Up the ladder:
Middle of the Night
Down the ladder:
Letter from Palermo
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Posted: May 3, 2005 2:29 PM PDT; Last modified: May 8, 2005 12:43 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.8404417 Overall Rank: 1604 Comments:
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richa @ 81.178.233.122
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8-May-05/12:44 PM
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Dear Mr Nentwined. Can poemranker spell seance properly?
I read this out loud to myself. I'm lovin' it.
Funny, mocking the séance, but not to some.
Yeah, but that's kind of the thing about being funny, isn't it? The thing about mocking, too.
Some of us receive less pleasure than others from mocking.
Hey, great answer.
I forgot to come back to this. I'm waggin'!
lol
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