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The Shoulder War (Free verse) by Kitch
Once I cried,
All the pain had died,
And once I dried them,
I saw a beautiful girl beside them.
Oh how she makes me,
Oh how she breaks me,
In to little pieces, of past Christmas toys,
Once she was silence,
She became my noise.
Two guardian Angels,
Once tells me sin,
One says be nice,
But the Devil will win,
For heâs ruled my life,
And here in Dublinâs belly,
I think of her and turn to jelly,
Because she breaks me,
She takes me away,
And my Devil has gone astray.
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Arithmetic Mean: 4.0
Weighted score: 4.880797
Overall Rank: 10116
Posted: June 28, 2003 10:11 AM PDT; Last modified: June 28, 2003 10:11 AM PDT
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the rest of the first verse is quite sweet
I wouldn't bother with the jelly and belly rhyme in the third
I also think the rhythm in the jelly line is a little off. If you keep it try "and I turn.." It might fix it.