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    This Poem

    This poem
    means absolutely nothing.
    Analysis is strictly forbidden,
    prohibited
    and out of bounds.
    I refuse to use
    simile, metaphor,
    or any kind of literary tool
    that would make it liable
    for serious consideration.
    if you try to make this
    into something important,
    I personally will seek you out
    and kick your assonance.

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    DeepEclipse commented on This Poem

    07-01-2010

    Will you settle for a handshake then? :)

    ApatheticFish commented on This Poem

    05-26-2009

    This makes me giggle. I'd leave my comment at that, but this new comment system demands that I leave at least 100 characters. And here they are!

    WinterFrost commented on This Poem

    05-10-2009

    illiteraly concise. I'd tell you it was a nice read only you might take offense

    catarino commented on This Poem

    05-07-2009

    this kicks ass.

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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