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Friday, July 07, 2006

Bad Poetry Friday - an original 

I didn't pull this from the archives. It was written this morning:

Rhymes with Sunday

I enter with aplomb
And gaze at faces angry.
They say my tie's the bomb
But stay for answers hungry.
Do I eschew the comb?
Is it orange, purple or silver?
Knowing would seal her tomb
On this we disagry.

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You wrote a poem including words ending in gry, three words that rhyme with no other, and words ending in omb that dont really rhyme. Only you Russ, only you...



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