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Something I Hope I Would Not Hear Myself Speak (Free verse) by Lifeboatman
The bitches of our time are as plentiful
As the flying pigs of antiquity
And with as much decency too
Though their nest-sties had changed
To haystacks, then to cabarets
And then to bust seats and pool tables,
They still copulate to make extreme their countenances
And don their promiscuity without shame
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Arithmetic Mean: 5.142857
Weighted score: 5.03842
Overall Rank: 7206
Posted: November 12, 2003 10:04 PM PST; Last modified: November 12, 2003 10:04 PM PST
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