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Social Parody (Free verse) by skaskowski Your father lives in Michigan.
"In Michigan? Where's that?"
Michigan is
in between the baseball and the bat.
"Huh? What you talkin bout?"
A
tourniquet of such. You see, the bleeding stops but then the limb is
doomed to die.
"You're rambling again."
As precocious as this may seem:
to find a flapjack in a dream is eating breakfast in a bean.
Up the ladder:
mother venus
Down the ladder:
continuity
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Posted: March 16, 2002 1:15 AM PST; Last modified: March 16, 2002 1:15 AM PSTWeighted score: 4.579755 Overall Rank: 12583 Comments:
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4-Jul-01/12:20 AM
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interesting images, sounds. Reminds me of deep 70's deep imagery. This one of your better ones.
Your first three lines resound. The last two sound like you're smokin dope. Do not think I am being cheeky for I have great experience in such matters.
this poem rules.....pointless but it rules
I also like the first three lines but don't get the last one.
LAME. F-
dude, you rock. Are you a professional?
fucking sucks dick
Eggcellent use of the word 'bean'
Okay the next time you go hiking in the desert do not. I repeat. Do not eat the small button shaped cacti. holy shit did you see the size of that chicken.. she's my butterfly....
Very Lewis Carroll I hate discribing this poem this way I mean Lewis Carroll is not an adjective but it is very Louis Carroll" It's silly and fun and well constructed. 8/10
Ha! I lived in Troy. It socked. lol.
It's got a cleverly abstract quality.
Like something I would write. Except not quite splendidly idiotic. I have a feeling it was written out of boredom and absolute mindlessness. 319 view(s)
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