Wednesday, April 08, 2009

What For?

I cannot say that I've never treated other people
Just as badly as you treat me,
But at least in our case I used to love you
And you loved me, however briefly, but all these others—Oh!
Well, God knows what were they even here for,
Much less moving so slowly that I could soil them
Or boil them over?!

This esoteric conceit clumsily conceived by Ron Southern at 9:06 PM
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2 comments:

  1. Twilight4/09/2009 3:24 PM

    I'd best move along niftily then - being soiled is not my thang!
    ;-)

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  2. Ron Southern4/09/2009 4:08 PM

    Oh, Ann, you make my receding hairline feel Groovy!

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