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Guess Who's Coming To Lunch?

Practically all the people were blue so when the orange man came to town for lunch they became afraid. "Who are you, man?" they all did cry ... unfamilar in your orangeness. You are not one of us we do fear Unblue ugly You.

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Date: 8/12/2009 10:49:00 AM
Oh my Sue do not fear I am neither orange or blue. I am Lavendar and I smell so pretty. Kidding aside Sue wonderful poem you have written here. I am in a funk today. I shed my skin for the contest. And it is hurting so much. Love, Carol
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Date: 2/9/2009 2:25:00 PM
First off thank you for the review. Second very well written I can see the fear of the unknown.
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Date: 2/6/2009 1:52:00 AM
Now how did I miss this tangerine beauty? I like Vinces comment - lol - a powerful poem. As for my poem, The slow Glide down and it's quote, the quote is mine. Often time a quote will come to me right before I write a poem, so I feel there must be some connection there. Thank you, my Aquarian sister, yet, it seems February always get's the creative juices flowin! Love, Kristin
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Date: 2/4/2009 12:09:00 PM
Nice cautionary verse. Thank you for the nice comment on Sweet Tart. Light & LOve Debbie
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Date: 2/4/2009 11:32:00 AM
You got something against orange guys? Whenever I run into an "orange" woman, I check out her navel. Damn, I better stay away from peaches. God Bless, Sue. Vince
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Date: 2/3/2009 5:13:00 PM
I wish I had your talent! All I can write is dumb rhyming poems. Its so cool how your words come to life! I love reading your poetry!
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Date: 2/3/2009 5:46:00 AM
Sue, I like this a lot. The layout is great and provides the structure for the poem. here in Britain, this could have a strong political meaning and that is what is so good about poetry: the abundance of meanings. I wouldn't read this poem as a message against discrimination. To me it is a staement on a shaking off of past ideals. It truly is a wonderful work because it plays so well with readers' perceptions.
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Date: 2/2/2009 1:44:00 PM
Clever use of this form Miss Sue, with a great message. Fear, could very well be the root of all evil. Do ya think? Awesome write. Love, Shar
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Date: 2/1/2009 10:53:00 PM
I speak English with an accent so I know I am orange :) It's weird when grown-ups "pretend" they cannot pronounce your name but your students in Kindergarten know how to. I guess we need more ORANGE around here!
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Date: 2/1/2009 9:28:00 PM
Nice message behind this one, great job...Raul
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Date: 2/1/2009 5:30:00 PM
There is a good moral to this story/poem! ~ Carrie
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