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[title] => Bagpipes
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[bodytext] => Sound your craven bagpipe of an otherworldly stomach. Screech, curdle this delirious tripe by deranged melisma; I beseech still higher trills, as the thing struggles to squeal on the maudlin platter of death, a chimneyed heart difficile in its last stoked breath. What more could the people long for in their charcoal rows--a dampened aisle-- than the radial, blistering song which might rise up like an anvil, defile the noble purpose, dirges, eulogy? Instead that gallery can sit and toss, not lamenting the melee of sniveling music, the hallowed loss of hymns. You too would embroil before One Man--laid longways and hushed--could stuff and boil his boar with the apple of praise. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 73 [informant] => screwge [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 6 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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