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A Wayward Orbit
Contributed by
Lee
on
Tuesday, 21st June 2005 @ 06:57:45 PM in AEST
Topic:
scifi
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Zebba Whitsen:
I saw a man on the boulevard Playing a flute by the fruit vendors He lit a candlestick And watched a rabbit perform a hat trick
The nights come and they go Journey for how much you know
Parsven Undertoad:
Will you shake a stick And expect it to heal your sick? Will you stand on one toe And channel all of your energy flow?
Sally Astronomicle:
I don't want to Bring us to this Let's go up from here And breathe where The air is crisp
Vestaisiax:
I know of dogs Some that knarl Some that growl
Some that sound So lonely When they howl
Dry throats of the fated Soap opera singers
They are looking for new ways To transport their voices Through the universe
Copyright ©
Lee
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2005-06-21 18:57:45] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: A Wayward Orbit
(User Rating: 1 ) by mom11159 on
Wednesday, 17th August 2005 @ 09:40:00 PM AEST (User
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A very well written poem your words so captivating such a wonderful delight to read
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