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Friday, June 30, 2006

Bad Poetry week 2 

In case you are just tuning in, last week I announced a hiatus for Friday Top Tens, and instead you are being blessed with some really bad poetry written by yours truly. Here's one that goes all the way back to high school:

Confused and dazed and hurled
in a spiral kind of a world,
where things are flipped and twirled,
and real becomes surreal,
and nerves made out of steel
can see nor hear nor feel.
My bubble burst,
my ducks in a row;
let last last things first
and invisibly show
that bad is made of all good,
and truth is made of falsehood.

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I'm fairly certain that this one would place pretty high in a Vogon Poetry contest.

- ted


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