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phillipk New Member
since 2000-05-19
Posts 2 |
I've insulted your medium to the max. Under the seat of your prose, I've set tacks. The way you look at me, you probably see anthrax. So I might as well wax you with a stick, little kid. I'm sorry, but those are the workings of my id. signed, phillipk |
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Poertree Senior Member
since 1999-11-05
Posts 1359UK |
er ....... yes ... interesting P |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Yes very interesting, I liked this and I don't think you have insulted poetry at all. ------------------------ "Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too? " Douglas Adams. Small Black Flowers That Grow In The Sky "You have your very own number They dress your cage in its nature Once you roared now you just grunt lame Pace around pathetic pound games Wanna get out won't miss you sensaround To carry your own dead to swing your tyre tricks Wanna get out here you're bred dead quick For the outside, The small black flowers that grow in the sky They drag sticks along your walls Harvest your ovaries dead mothers crawl Here comes warden, Christ, temple, elder Environment not yours you see through it all Wanna get out won't miss you sensaround To carry your own dead to swing your tyre tricks Wanna get out here you're bred dead quick For the outside, The small black flowers that grow in the sky Here chewing your tail is joy" Richey Edwards |
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netswan Senior Member
since 2000-03-28
Posts 1369Washington |
Oh, my yes, Phillip, that naughty id! ~netswan |
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