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Ornella Muti is a recipient of the poemWanker award:
for her unflagging attempts at using poemranker's comment field as an implement of destruction and as a live journal chock full of other people's dirty laundry.
Mastermind (Free verse) by wOrnella Mutiw
Oceans away in a matchbox brilliance resides. -forgotten- -bastardized- Cornered in a nut house. A scitzophrenic writes prescriptions, and the leukimia patient dies. His momma yells........ As his daddy whips out the belt. With Bible tightly gripped Reciting scriptures mixed with Black Sabbath Angel Head.

Up the ladder: Rumble In The Jungle
Down the ladder: Obsequies

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Arithmetic Mean: 5.818182
Weighted score: 5.409091
Overall Rank: 3084
Posted: February 15, 2003 9:04 PM PST; Last modified: February 15, 2003 9:10 PM PST
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Comments:
[4] AmberNicole @ 4.64.147.182 | 15-Feb-03/9:09 PM | Reply
Um....intersting.
[7] Blue Magpie @ 62.176.75.132 | 15-Feb-03/10:19 PM | Reply
Hi,
1 spelling error 'schizophrenic' I liked the beginning, and understand now why you liked Parting th Curtain, I didn't find the connection, or else you took a sharp turn, at His Momma....
nice though. I really liked the beginning.
[n/a] wOrnella Mutiw @ 198.81.19.161 > Blue Magpie | 15-Feb-03/10:29 PM | Reply
His momma yells.....refers to his childhood of when he was severly abused. It's taking the story of a schizophrenic from the now to his childhood....the progression of the disease.
[6] Fear of Garbage @ 64.56.114.147 | 15-Feb-03/10:41 PM | Reply
it was ok...no strong feelings though
[n/a] daniella @ 200.68.198.37 | 21-May-03/5:43 PM | Reply
why have you won the poemwanker award?
[n/a] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 | 24-Jul-03/1:37 PM | Reply
Hi, my name is horus8, you must be, Stupid. It has been a pleasure, but in the end I believe we all know who the true mastermind was, and in the words of Alexander the Great " All that way for this <wipes his sword of blood>...Oh, well, I suppose We're rich now, let's eat."
[1] Edna Sweetlove @ 85.210.25.78 | 18-Jun-06/5:41 PM | Reply
This rather cleverly combines stupidity, illiteracy and total lack of humour. Since I am in a good humour and feeling generous, I shall rate it 1/10.
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