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re-re-re-post .. Leonardo's Lament... the 1st 'stute poem... |
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Justin Thyme Member
since 1999-09-13
Posts 216Oz |
... to bid adieu to the 'stute forever... because I have escaped...!!! I will post this to remind me of my sordid past.... I am off to find an Island, an Isle, or see the Wizard... whatever... I'm outa here! cya!  Leonardo's Lament or....Life at the 'Stute I told them I could paint real fine. They did not believe me. They said those paintings weren't mine! They were trying to deceive me! I'm Leonardo, yes I am! I told them with a grin. And showed my painting to them, and then they let me in. It was the Mona Lisa I painted it, I said. But they did not believe me as they strapped me to the bed. They shipped me off to Richmond so they could do some tests-- examined all my functions to figure out this mess. They stuck me with some needles-- took blood from inside out. They asked me stupid questions to learn what I'm about. They took away my necktie. They took away my belt. They gave me a white bracelet that was made out of felt. They watched me sleep and watched me eat and sat me in a chair and when I mentioned Lisa, they quick shaved off my hair. They put a hat upon my head that looked like leaning Pisa. And so I asked them one more time if they liked my Mona Lisa. I went to the cafeteria, ate meat loaf and some cake. I was eating very calmly -- not to make mistakes. I sat there dipping gravy, about to take a bite when soon a tray flew by me! I saw an awful fight! Meatloaf started flying and spinach through the air! But I just sat there eating. I really didn't care. They punched each other in the nose and threw some spoons and pie. I ducked and took another bite and watched the plates fly by. I finished my first helping, chairs, tables hit the floor. Then rose to go get seconds because I wanted more. They gave me a pink bracelet for outside in the sun. I sat in lovely gardens alone with everyone. They gave me a big pill to take and then a glass of juice. The sun shone on the daisies. I was feeling mighty loose. I looked for Mona Lisa but she was not around. I started watching spiders crawling on the ground. My name is Leonardo! I yelled until they heard. I don't belong in Richmond! This whole thing is absurd! They said I would be transferred to Saint Sophia's 'stute. I asked if Mona could come too. They said I was a fruit. Life inside the institute was pretty strange, but cool. I'm hoping Saint Sophia's will have a swimming pool. -Justin Thyme aka Leonardo daVinci Artiste Extraordinaire |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
I remember this one well....one of my favorites! I especially like the lines 'I sat in lovely gardens alone with everyone.' Great writing!  Denise |
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Nurse Crachet Member
since 1999-09-27
Posts 318They know where I am! |
Justin, Who's sleeping in your bed? |
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Justin Kace Member
since 1999-09-13
Posts 82Oz |
Wait up, Bro... I'm with ya... Got the maps... Got lunch... Got some dough.... Anything else we need??? Oh yeah - Got the disguises so no one recognizes us...  [This message has been edited by Justin Kace (edited 03-04-2000).] |
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Justin Thyme Member
since 1999-09-13
Posts 216Oz |
Justin Kace you didn't know, I am on my way to "Isle Be Free". Thanks for costumed noses, bro'! I'm so glad you will be right with me! Since you have the map in hand, mark the place where we just left in black! X it out of journeys planned, 'cause, my bro', we won't be going back! Someone told me recently, they would soon be publishing our past. Remember when we weren't free? And we took off camping? What a blast! Sitting 'round the campfire, then, we told stories 'bout how we got there! And we almost split that scene! ('Til the campfire lit old Cratchet's hair!) Man, this lady uniformed in that dress so white was quite a hit! Watching hair in flame like that made me laugh until my sides did split! Fire engines zapped our flee and we landed back there at the 'stute! That was then, now we are free! Outa there, with Groucho noses cute! HA HA HA and HEE HEE HEE! This, my bro' aint quite a camping trip! We're quite gone, yep, we are free! No fires this time! NO NO! Please get a grip! Meet me at the pub on cape, we'll soon toast to freedom, yes indeed! Nursy Cratchet's in good shape.... she's still stuck with loonies! WE ARE FREED! signed, Justin Thyme aka Leonardo DaVinci Artiste Extaordinaire mailing address: Isle Be Free [This message has been edited by Justin Thyme (edited 03-04-2000).] |
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