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The Man with the Fiberglass Head (Free verse) by MacFrantic Who is the man with the fiberglass head?
Whose heart is gold
Whose soul is dead
The scrambled eggs inside his skull
Make his fiberglass life so helplessly dull
He has no say in what goes down
Below the sky
Above the ground
I loathe this man with limbs of tin
Yet he is me beneath my skin
Up the ladder:
Simply beautiful
Down the ladder:
Small-town Postal Clerk Considers Inspiration
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Posted: January 13, 2004 7:00 AM PST; Last modified: January 13, 2004 7:00 AM PSTWeighted score: 6.0 Overall Rank: 1305 Comments:
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titan69 @ 62.31.28.21
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13-Jan-04/2:03 PM
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Ilove this pome. brilliant10/10
I like it
Ever heard that Kinks song, 'Plastic Man'? This put me in mind of it.
Great poem. 238 view(s)
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