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    Are we a reflection of what we eat? - poem to C/C?

    Taking the Bull by the.... You say the world is my oyster I’m afraid it’s just the prairie I find The high pitched squeal of a neutered bull at the hands of what we call mankind. Now they occupy my fork and I’m ready But my thoughts wandered as I dined ...maybe his name was “Eddy”… you...
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    Care to C/C on a poem that doesn't rant?

    Me, I give a Rants Us. by Jellz I came upon the forum bored For answers to my questions To find out if the world out there Had any useful suggestions They came from far and also wide To offer up their thinking Of fixes for my troubled poems Quick answers without blinking The answers they...
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    New challenge! For Ma! and all! Poetry section YA!?

    Shelter during the storm by Jellz Heavens fell drenching I Couldn't Stop the Rain, but you my umbrella were there to watch over me while I cried a thousand tears
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    How do I please the poets and knowit's true?

    har har har har...poor Bill where can I send the card to?
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    You a poet and know it? Impromtu poem to see how good you are!?

    Death of an Apple Tree by Jellz (who else would it be?) I saw them coming those tree fellers Paddy, Mick and Sean and they were packing steel Paddy shook my trunk until knocked unconscious by the falling fruit Mick rendered himself comatose from slipping on the grounded mess Sean, meanwhile...
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    Care to comment on a poem that asks "is there a point?"?

    My Point and I do have one by Edward Scissorhand’s Poetic cousin (Edited by Jellz Fisher) Tapping sounds upon the keys Bemuse me while I think Mess ensues from what I’ve done A veritable flood of ink I should have left the caps on My nibs are spewing juice With pens instead of fingers I’m...
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    Care to comment on a poem that tests your mouth's agility?

    FRANTIC By Jellz Fisher Blithely, blindly writing writhing fingers key the board. Smashing, crashing through creative barriers of muses, choosing to ignore your pleas… “These are not the words I choose, they chose me!” Sin, it's spooky how alike we are sometimes....
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