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Do Not Pay Taxes To Feed Those Layabout Scum (Free verse) by ruella 1
Nothing that you can own is finer than a
sturdy lacy doily.
There!
Any clean armchair, now fit for Victoria herself!
The home where your
armchair sits becomes thus a rich castle.
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But some people would
rather steal or curse
or do street drugs
Than craft themselves a
simple doily!
Up the ladder:
Penumbra
Down the ladder:
in the eye of the stone dragon:
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Posted: March 16, 2002 1:13 AM PST; Last modified: March 16, 2002 1:13 AM PSTWeighted score: 4.394358 Overall Rank: 12995 Comments:
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2-Jul-01/9:32 AM
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just barely misses perfect
weeeeeeeeeeird. you get points just on weirdness factor. I don't like the utter lack of rhythm, the disjointedness, ... but it hits a spot in me, somewhere, as delightfully weird.
sorry, baby. but a doily won't do it. what illusion are you in? this is so obnoxiously arrogant.
i hate this poem
Hateful and vile. Is this really your message to impoverished children?
wacky. are we allowed to buy our doilies or do we have to craft them? and where on the armchair does the doily go?
do you do picturse too? It really suggests an illustrator.. I see the darkling leers ...
do you do pictures too? It really suggests an illustrator.. I see the darkling leers ...
This is the best poem ever. Please submit more.
Zero. And frankly you're lucky to get that.
Could it be "Satan" hmmm. could be
hahaha, love it!
A fine sentiment expressed in the most honest fashion. I think it may be improved by changing "or do street drugs" to "or get wacked out on spaz biscuits".
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