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form: aware (Haiku) by Poetsettle
Summer evening noisy cricket plays with sticks my grandson, Anders.

Up the ladder: ForMyFriend, Joneel
Down the ladder: I Am(Defined)

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Arithmetic Mean: 5.3333335
Weighted score: 5.0896473
Overall Rank: 6209
Posted: May 14, 2003 6:12 AM PDT; Last modified: May 14, 2003 6:12 AM PDT
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[10] Jeremi B. Handrinos @ 24.126.113.154 | 14-May-03/7:01 AM | Reply
Your new homepage is simply a work of infinite joy. I am moved. I knew you had the gift, but lordy, lordy. Sheer genius. As perfect as a steaming clump of peat.
"Yet heretofore" This opening was most delightful to mine eye. So was that you flipping me off then a while back with the greeting card? how you got a luscious asian hotty into the body of a 60 some odd year old lord of the graphic arts manor. A work of pumping valor, I tell you. I am wheeping openly in a tinfoil protected room currently, dodging solar flares, but I'll come out for some of your fine tutilage. And send me all of the books ASAP, I want to steal some of your sacred oats of regularitty.
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