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Bombs (Haiku) by Shardik Teach our
limbless children about
brainless men.
Up the ladder:
The Hell With Growing Up
Down the ladder:
The Gecko, and the Italian book collector
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 7.3333335
Posted: April 16, 2003 7:22 PM PDT; Last modified: April 16, 2003 7:22 PM PDTWeighted score: 6.7058034 Overall Rank: 505 Comments:
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Mr Pig @ 62.105.88.10
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17-Apr-03/3:35 AM
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Perfect my fellow. This says all it needs to say about war, powerful and conclusive my dear friend I am honoured to have read it. 10
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-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. @ 131.111.212.215
> Mr Pig
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23-May-03/9:49 PM
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What are you talking about? This doesn't say anything about war. It just expresses a vague anti-war sentiment that doesn't have any propositional content. The only function of this haiku is to confirm the prejudices of whoever reads it. It is perfect for the job because it says nothing but it contains the word 'children' so people like you think it must be meaningful.
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Shardik @ 24.126.113.154
> -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
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30-May-03/12:07 PM
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You are a very funny little man.
Shardik Sir, if you have time out of what one imagines a busy schedule please will you click in the comments section of my user name and see a comment I left on one of Nicholas Jones poems about politicians.
Sincerely Laurence. 263 view(s)
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