poemranker ::Al-Qaida Blues by Bluemonkey

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Free verse № 128478

Al-Qaida Blues

by Bluemonkey

Member since 2004 · Posted 11 Jul 2005 · 7 comments

This is the teenage angst that I’ve had since I turned twenty. This is the casual lament for you and your absolute righteousness. This is my finest hour at the end of our endless days.

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7 comments

[8] Dovina 11-Jul-05/11:47 AM Reply
Who can say what they feel? I think this might sum it up as well as any. Might want to capitalize You.
[n/a] Bluemonkey › Dovina 11-Jul-05/11:50 AM Reply
What who feels?
[n/a] Bluemonkey › Bluemonkey 11-Jul-05/11:50 AM Reply
and why would I capitalize 'you'?
[8] Dovina › Bluemonkey 11-Jul-05/11:51 AM Reply
I'm assuming that because of the title, you are talking about an Arab teen with explosives taped around his stomach.
[n/a] Bluemonkey › Dovina 11-Jul-05/11:52 AM Reply
Oh...no that's not what I was talking about but i guess I can see why you'd get that.
[10] edpeterson 11-Jul-05/5:57 PM Reply
I decided to become the anti-cockphage, and vote 10 on every single poeme on the site.

But then I thought, no. I can't be arsed.
[n/a] Bluemonkey › edpeterson 12-Jul-05/6:39 AM Reply
That would be not a good idea.