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Just-Average-Zongs-Zung (Free verse) by tralala42001 blow moon blow/and round up your circles/inhale the swollen neck/escape
through whispers that moan/ swerve and float through landscapes of time/
and mountains of water vapor/ angelic wrinkled fingers/ opened legs/
with accented curves/ pitched up voices/ and low monotones/ permanent
ink/ and flowers with old blossoms/ reach the ground/ and undoubtedly
inspired cleared liquid/ gun:and:needle
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Posted: January 3, 2004 4:29 PM PST; Last modified: January 3, 2004 4:29 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.0794687 Overall Rank: 6460 Comments:
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4-Jan-04/9:38 AM
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Hmmm. Your moniker suggests something juvenile. Your topics don't. I would suggest combining this with the other (8 minutes). The good morning simply needs more material. Wear your safety belt. It can be a rough ride around these parts.
this poem was so confusing it's great
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