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[aid] => Mick
[title] => magical land of the wizards
[time] => 2003-01-12 18:40:00
[hometext] => excellent poem, my greatest peice!!!!!!
[bodytext] => im walking around the world today,
seeing what there is to see, the mildew on the leaves, and even on the trees, the leaves are green, because of their pigments, and i just wander around and say, isn't there a cold breeze today, when along came a sliegh, wishing me away, it was a talking sleigh, so i said, what the---hey, and i got in, and went for a spin, and wasn't that a jolly day, the day i learned a may, come and go, leave and stay, but then i went a thinking. then i went a winking, for there i saw a fountain, filled with liquid gold, i know of all the stories, that have been told, this fountain makes you invincible, and i took a drink, it made me wonder, why i had to think, this forest is magical, filled with such an odd breeze, oh please oh please, don't hurt me, mr.knees, why did you drink out of my fountain, i have just traveled over all the mountains, well from mountains to fountains, you need some sense, these aren't my mountains, but they are my fountains, so ill get intense, unless you are my slave, the one thing i crave, or i can make sausage, mmmmm i need a massage, if you give me one ill let you pass, so i did! yuck, this hairy goat beast! so then i left the obese, man with a goatee, twice as tall as me, and i came to the land of the fairies, at least they're not hairy! and they took me back to my home, flying me alone, we saw magical lands of all sorts, and i started to let out a snort, i had been cursed by the wicked witch, now im a pig i cant pitch, in baseball, i am not a wizard, but i do like gizzards, but im sorry to say, all i will do from now on, is eat out of a troph, so goodbye today, i am a pig, i cannot talk, i cannot walk, i can only be in the way, i cant walk in the normal way, so i say, good bye mommay, time to say. goodbye to may! [comments] => 2 [counter] => 155 [topic] => 40 [informant] => kickass [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => fantasy )
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