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<blockquote data-quote="lovechild" data-source="post: 2184061" data-attributes="member: 346520">A)You can never quite grasp his versatile gist;every poem he writes make you wonder what you missed.either you have a very dirty mindor you are in tune with the old bump and grind;but if you look past the subtle innuendo and punyou may catch a clue that something has been done.B)he is fond of a form that has challenge, he&#039;ll joust;even the &#039;mightiest&#039; contender he&#039;ll oust.he is a teacher who loves to find a talent;he can write as a vampire and still be quite valiant.he finds every flaw within his own penand write it over and over againthe perfection he seeks he may never obtain,but oh the diamond teardrops, his pain.C)she&#039;s temperamental, quick to rebut;doesn&#039;t care much for the when, how or what,but if you get rude she might kick your but she is transcendent when it comes to the souland though it is chancy, she might be quite fancyaround us all that&#039;s just the way she will rollD)he is diplomatic andtactful and true to his creedhe is an empath with a laughlike a child and he can readinto the heart of the worst of the lotand pluck out the seed of despair;take it away to return one dayripened and more awarehe is a traveler of mystic placesand a knight of the kingdom of gracehe sees the smiles upon our facesand knows who is holding the ace.E)he&#039;s a crabby, crass, cadand he prolly smells badhe likes his morning woodand his sausage. if he couldhe&#039;d blow up the red planet,and dadblamit! why not?those martians are evil they should all be shot!but he&#039;s got talentwith saying the thingsthat give heavy weightto the creatures with wingsand he won&#039;t forget the timesthat he shared a moment of prosewith his partners in crimehe&#039;ll use your sleeve to blow his noseF)I can barely understand herbeauty...it&#039;s surreal.her syntax seems to collapse,expand and leads to trapsbut she will free you let her see youbut don&#039;t chase her, and if you doyou will make a mysteryand i know what it is, it&#039;s true.G)she hid behind simplicityand played little games with verseshe has chosen publicitythrough promo that nolo&#039;s the curse.she&#039;s a widow, witty(but spider&#039;s ain&#039;t pretty)and she&#039;ll never tell you a lie.she&#039;ll take in a strayand chase shadows awayand her soul is too brave to die.H)he is our friend from the mid-easthe is the tamer of the angered beast.he may call an ant his true kingor follow the hawk with no winghe likes to show his own thoughtshis poems are confusing in spotsbut those who are one to one boundget lost in his message. what found?his country has a bridge made of ropesthat crosses the gully of hopesand if you can make it acrossyour cares there you just might toss.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="lovechild, post: 2184061, member: 346520"] A) You can never quite grasp his versatile gist; every poem he writes make you wonder what you missed. either you have a very dirty mind or you are in tune with the old bump and grind; but if you look past the subtle innuendo and pun you may catch a clue that something has been done. B) he is fond of a form that has challenge, he'll joust; even the 'mightiest' contender he'll oust. he is a teacher who loves to find a talent; he can write as a vampire and still be quite valiant. he finds every flaw within his own pen and write it over and over again the perfection he seeks he may never obtain, but oh the diamond teardrops, his pain. C) she's temperamental, quick to rebut; doesn't care much for the when, how or what, but if you get rude she might kick your but she is transcendent when it comes to the soul and though it is chancy, she might be quite fancy around us all that's just the way she will roll D) he is diplomatic and tactful and true to his creed he is an empath with a laugh like a child and he can read into the heart of the worst of the lot and pluck out the seed of despair; take it away to return one day ripened and more aware he is a traveler of mystic places and a knight of the kingdom of grace he sees the smiles upon our faces and knows who is holding the ace. E) he's a crabby, crass, cad and he prolly smells bad he likes his morning wood and his sausage. if he could he'd blow up the red planet, and dadblamit! why not? those martians are evil they should all be shot! but he's got talent with saying the things that give heavy weight to the creatures with wings and he won't forget the times that he shared a moment of prose with his partners in crime he'll use your sleeve to blow his nose F) I can barely understand her beauty...it's surreal. her syntax seems to collapse, expand and leads to traps but she will free you let her see you but don't chase her, and if you do you will make a mystery and i know what it is, it's true. G) she hid behind simplicity and played little games with verse she has chosen publicity through promo that nolo's the curse. she's a widow, witty (but spider's ain't pretty) and she'll never tell you a lie. she'll take in a stray and chase shadows away and her soul is too brave to die. H) he is our friend from the mid-east he is the tamer of the angered beast. he may call an ant his true king or follow the hawk with no wing he likes to show his own thoughts his poems are confusing in spots but those who are one to one bound get lost in his message. what found? his country has a bridge made of ropes that crosses the gully of hopes and if you can make it across your cares there you just might toss. [/QUOTE]

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