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At The Gas Station (Free verse) by Tsoots
At the gas station, when the flys are resting, someone must wash the windshield. A bearded man walks up to you and asks you to turn off the radio. Does anyone miss home.
Up the ladder: Lachrymalia
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10  .. 314
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6  .. 21
5  .. 11
4  .. 30
3  .. 01
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0  .. 76

Arithmetic Mean: 5.7954545
Weighted score: 5.795441
Overall Rank: 1702
Posted: September 20, 2002 2:39 AM PDT; Last modified: September 20, 2002 2:39 AM PDT
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[5] deleted user @ 212.219.142.161 | 28-Nov-02/3:35 AM | Reply
Am I missing something? My initial reaction upon reading this was one of disbelief of how this has so many 10s, despite the poignance of the last line.Is there some deep metaphor here,and if so PLEASE could someone explain it for the benefit of us peasants.
Or have I just made a complete twat of myself?5 for confusing me
[6] emeraldeyes @ 198.247.178.142 | 30-Dec-02/10:54 AM | Reply
the last line is what makes the poem...it just jumps at you. I kinda like it.
[6] Nicholas Jones @ 137.44.1.225 | 27-Jan-03/3:48 AM | Reply
Disjointed, but nice.
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