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Because The Ground Is Still Frozen (Haiku) by razorgrin Making martinis
open freezer, dead hamster
sitting on ice tray.
Up the ladder:
Office Worker angst
Down the ladder:
Beetwen
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Posted: January 31, 2003 11:53 AM PST; Last modified: January 31, 2003 11:53 AM PSTWeighted score: 5.880797 Overall Rank: 1532 Comments:
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31-Jan-03/1:02 PM
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Exactly.
Wow...ummm...ok....that's really scary....wow.....wow
Fuck. I'm stumped...ahh does the hamster represent 'a furry eclectic olive' or the hibernating tread wheel activitie's of our soles. I'm fully aware that the ice tray represents our unity through division, but WHY! WHY SWEET JESUS cAN'T WE INVENT A FREEZER with a hamster escape hatch... i mean for the love of rodent's and plague and funny looking men with tits can't we find it in our soles to just listen to what our hamster friends are trying to say to us... "don't let friends ice skate without gloves and a hat"...it's really that simple.
If Woody had gone straight to the police, this would never have happened.
Next time try
Drinking Vodka open cupboard, grab bottle sit back and enjoy
aww..whadda you know? the vodka was warm anyway, hence the need for ice.
never much to say about a haiku, but this is interesting
Oh. I see. My friend had the same problem when his toucan died.
My mate has a boa constrictor and keeps frozen rodents for his treats, this was one shaken martini --------------> 7
Limonade's adorable hamster died and we can't bury her until the ground thaws. So she will continue to sit in a plastic bag labeled "Hamster" until we can put her to rest. Now ya know.
Dammit, that title. Argh. That would make such a wonderful stretto. And I can't use it because I'd be stealing it. Erg.
Oh, and tell Limonade I'm sorry about the hamster. Really I am.
You better be. She was a fluffy adorable thing.
u think mine are bad that is no reason to comment that way you did
There is plenty of reason. Your poems were utter crap. they were boring, self-indulgent, poorly written and foolish. I also still have the right to free-ish speech, so, unless you are an agent of the Gestapo, fuck off. you are Gestapo, aren't you? aren't you, Jew-killer?
do dead hamsters sit?
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