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The Picnic (Free verse) by AmericanWigeon "God's favorite color is blue," said the young boy.
"You don't know that, son," said his father.
"Be quiet and finish your sandwich," said his mother.
"You sure are stupid," said his sister.
"God's favorite color is blue," the young boy whispered to himself.
"Amen," said the sky.
Up the ladder:
Wet dreams
Down the ladder:
angelic
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Posted: July 7, 2002 7:30 PM PDT; Last modified: July 7, 2002 7:30 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.548294 Overall Rank: 2488 Comments:
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15-Jul-02/9:30 AM
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Like this one a lot, makes me think of ee cummings. This is a poem.
e.e. cummings? I was thinking of Leotardo in what's eating gilbert graper
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