Open Poetry #25 |
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What I do on a boring day |
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Streen Member
since 2001-11-28
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What I do on a boring day It was a dark and deeply dismal day, and I, yes -I-, had taken one brief class in poetry of course! So on this day, (and if should I repeat myself-- forgive) when words and rhymes suppose to mix themselves in fashions which do noble seem, (but if my eye can see they do seem crass for none ought think their forms do mine surpass,) my teacher in a voice with drool and scheme, remarked a work of mine was full of sticks (as long as I still breathe I daren't relive his other comments which I will not say.) Ok, I will: my meter stinks, my tools are brass, and all in all my work's (get this!) cliché! [This message has been edited by Streen (02-25-2003 06:58 PM).] |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
LOL Sometimes I swear teachers stink. But of course not all teachers. I loved this. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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