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These Are The Rules
Contributed by
mangos
on
Thursday, 17th August 2006 @ 07:03:19 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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The perfect chair Arches your back Positions you still In comfort Intact A relaxed Mode of being Alive On the attack
Help Hop on the bus Get off at the next stop The pressure is on us The charcoal blocks Have turned to dust Up with a puff A transition Rough, from stolen stuff Borrowed rug Taken sculptures off the wall Its time for dinner in a rush Swallow the brush With paint chips Cloth rips Chalk dips Beneath the color line Drips from the bottom Down to the end of time None of it mine None of it fine With me
Its too loud To understand Waves crashing in Humming Then you sing A tune And soon It begins to ring True with yellows Bluish clouds Puffed marshmallows Hello Hi Hello
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Copyright ©
mangos
... [
2006-08-17 19:03:19] (Date/Time posted on
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