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My Mornings were Filled with Nightmares and Pies (Free verse) by T. Jonathron Remp
Raspberry hate Molesting my plate Can I escape My blueberry fate Nothing but lies Nothing but pies Sweet smelling clouds Darken my skies Marshmellow pain Blackberry rain Beaten to death With a long sugar cane These are the thoughts These are the notions Choking my throat Like apple pie potions

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Arithmetic Mean: 7.5
Weighted score: 5.2980075
Overall Rank: 3703
Posted: July 28, 2005 11:23 AM PDT; Last modified: July 28, 2005 11:23 AM PDT
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[10] zodiac @ 212.118.19.140 | 29-Jul-05/4:18 AM | Reply
"Sweet smelling clouds Darken my skies" is the best description of the men's tent at an Arab wedding I've ever read.
[10] Lindz14 @ 65.93.139.23 | 17-Aug-05/4:39 PM | Reply
Wow...This is great -10-
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