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Billy Collins (Free verse) by INTRANSIT
I hate you Billy Collins. Always taking off your shirt sipping lemonade behind sunglasses. Calm as if your pen took dictation directly. Cornfields are growing Shovels are digging Markets are crashing and still you sit writing in the sun flatfaced and smug like a cabover truck. Go ahead sit there and burn from the inside out.


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Arithmetic Mean: 8.2
Weighted score: 5.381449
Overall Rank: 3246
Posted: August 3, 2008 9:20 AM PDT; Last modified: August 3, 2008 9:20 AM PDT
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[8] half.italian @ 76.172.228.248 | 3-Aug-08/12:18 PM | Reply
Great poem.
[8] Dovina @ 68.183.245.156 | 14-Aug-08/3:55 PM | Reply
My name is not Billy Collins
[8] Bethy @ 165.154.46.180 | 2-Sep-08/10:02 AM | Reply
:)
[9] http://mulberryfairy @ 207.5.157.235 | 7-Dec-09/3:46 PM | Reply
Wasn't Billy Collins the movie with the English dancing boy? Nice poem.
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