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Poem Ranker (Free verse) by abecedarian
someone please leave a sign a comment proclaiming me the greatest poet laureate ever to type a poem into a text box perhaps some soul will recognize my genius and share it with the world And when I die, poemranker will engrave a plaque and send it to my family in the memory of its greatest contributor Future generations will discover my words and they will wonder how cretins like Bacchus could ever dare score my poems lower than an 8 you do not see my brilliance but I forgive you

Up the ladder: Another
Down the ladder: Hunny

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10  .. 71
.. 13
.. 30
.. 10
.. 10
.. 20
.. 01
.. 00
.. 00
.. 10
.. 52

Arithmetic Mean: 6.0
Weighted score: 5.9975276
Overall Rank: 1312
Posted: July 30, 2002 1:47 AM PDT; Last modified: July 30, 2002 1:47 AM PDT
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Comments:
[8] Art Glocken @ 143.52.4.68 | 30-Jul-02/5:19 AM | Reply
head up son !
[9] razorgrin @ 142.166.107.159 | 30-Jul-02/7:51 AM | Reply
bloody fantastic!
[6] god'swife @ 209.178.177.68 | 24-Aug-02/1:12 AM | Reply
excellent, you shall certainly be remembered as an under-achiever, I mean underappreciated bardolater. 6
[5] daniella @ 200.45.50.235 | 30-Oct-02/2:50 PM | Reply
who stole your shine?
[10] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 | 30-Oct-02/5:35 PM | Reply
unreal...ha! little bit of the slippered champagne i see. never, and i mean never let that cad diminish your toot...he lost an eye last week to a blow gunning pygmy so..see.. he's a bit blind and tempermental these days...some gay priest knocked all of the change out of his hand, and the morrison shrine in paris and called him a sharp tongued alter boy twice removed and..well...he hasn't been the same really..plus there's this thing with settle and d.a (they won't let him cook the eggo to even be able to leggo?) that he's got brewing on a ethereal level in his left buttocks..(on the down lo, that is) so here's a nine from us here at the foundaton. 9. <brought to you by 'pining nuts' more than just a snack....and 'bra snap' the only way to fly>
[7] thepinkbunnyofdoom @ 24.209.21.223 | 1-Jul-03/9:52 AM | Reply
I hereby proclaim you the greatest poet laureate
ever to type a poem into a text box. Your Poem is so great. Really. Well I'll admit its funny if nothing else. Sad but funny. Seeing as to how you don't have one yet, -7-. To make your collection of numbers a little more complete.
[n/a] Jeremi B. Handrinos @ 24.126.113.154 | 3-Jul-03/1:53 PM | Reply
Perhaps he was smoking his sox, or sic with the pox?
[8] <{Baba^Yaga}> @ 24.126.113.154 | 15-Aug-03/4:10 PM | Reply
Please don't forgive Bachus, because he could barely give a fuck, really. but here's an eight from his mum.
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