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Young Dead Flesh (Free verse) by Harry Hunt
I bought it, you bought it, we all bought it! Why'd we buy it? I don't know, but we did buy it, thats all I know is, we bought it. What we buy I hear you cry, well what they sold, if all be told. What was that, well that be that. THAT? Yes that, that, that, that polish there! ANGLO-AMERICAN. The finest thickest gloop of doop to ever bring shine n glare. ANGLO-AMERICAN PATENT TURD POLISH. Why'd we buy it, what we bought, well to think we bought that? Again with THAT! You can't polish a turd.

Up the ladder: Moonlight Paradox
Down the ladder: To Whemy

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Arithmetic Mean: 3.0
Weighted score: 4.905148
Overall Rank: 9715
Posted: October 14, 2006 11:17 AM PDT; Last modified: October 14, 2006 11:17 AM PDT
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[6] Edna Sweetlove @ 85.210.230.102 | 18-Oct-06/1:05 PM | Reply
Quite amusing
But confusing
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