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Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
What are words Those that become meaningless in the telling those forgotten and twisted by the intellectuals who know better than the wordsmith themselves Can a dream really sink so low as to be realised by one who did not dream A childish vision intellectualised into submission The words i have written Most were my own pulled from the back of my mind the depths of my soul those from elsewhere those were a testamant a honouring of what had gone i did not use their words for souless presenting, Nor did i kill the ones representing, Maybe i quoth, maybe i sayend, but never stole nor killed the words the soul of the page For I have read This is the truth for i will make it so your vision perfect and flawed as it is i make plain with my sanitised words. See me and i make you into what i would have you be. Something i can quantify something the souless mind can easily comprehend Se how i cut the artistic idea with my clumsy interpretation Snicker-Snack. And i hang you by the tumtum tree To take a lot of pain, |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
OK Lewis Carroll Junior. Tum tum tree even. But I don't wanna be there. Love the first of this. Sure you didn't plagerize??....smile....? Really very well done! Eric ain't doin nothin at all just answerin the call |
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