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Aug 26, 2003 6:59:26 GMT -5
Post by Malefact on Aug 26, 2003 6:59:26 GMT -5
Tis sad indeed when weed infests the flowerbed
And one of promise decays away instead.
A tale of greed and sloth be told
By the one sat here beset with mould.
Stand clear from me, you'll be sorry for sure.
Diseased for ever, there is no cure.
I hear the nothing death-wall cry
So goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.
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Aug 26, 2003 7:04:33 GMT -5
Post by PhoenixFlame on Aug 26, 2003 7:04:33 GMT -5
That's good! I like it! It evokes images in my mind, which is how I like my poetry. ;D
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Aug 26, 2003 7:11:10 GMT -5
Post by Malefact on Aug 26, 2003 7:11:10 GMT -5
Thanks.  It's a true story, though, unfortunately. |
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Aug 26, 2003 7:33:23 GMT -5
Post by PhoenixFlame on Aug 26, 2003 7:33:23 GMT -5
It's a true story?
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Aug 26, 2003 7:39:05 GMT -5
Post by Malefact on Aug 26, 2003 7:39:05 GMT -5
All except the last line.
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Sept 1, 2003 6:46:23 GMT -5
Post by RoxxAatherton on Sept 1, 2003 6:46:23 GMT -5
So somebody's sitting somewhere covered with mould?
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Sept 2, 2003 10:35:00 GMT -5
Post by Emii on Sept 2, 2003 10:35:00 GMT -5
*Snorts even though she's trying to be serious*
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Sept 4, 2003 8:40:50 GMT -5
Post by Malefact on Sept 4, 2003 8:40:50 GMT -5
In a sense.
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Sept 4, 2003 9:04:33 GMT -5
Post by RoxxAatherton on Sept 4, 2003 9:04:33 GMT -5
Have they never heard of Bathroom Duck? It's real good and me Mum says it gets rid of mould real easy.
;D
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Sept 5, 2003 11:15:28 GMT -5
Post by snowwiewolf on Sept 5, 2003 11:15:28 GMT -5
qwack qwack!
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