by Miss Oatlash
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 37,500 poems.
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he said rather meekly, in one voice, in another:
Somehow I expected more of you
like whipping the shit out of the critics
Instead of taking the cowards way out
Perhaps, with a little more...
Oh, never mind, go to bed 1201, dream about the horses again
Good rhythm and timing, probably took longer to write than it would first appear. Nice work. Not quite a 100, but I fear to give it any less. :)
what an lovely sense of humor!! very nice Miss O
no thermothingie here ;)