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Our Disgraces

I despise anyone telling lies. We all tell little ones, surprise. A sin yes, what about spies, Sometimes under a guise, It always occurs Yes, his or hers Both incurs Each spurs Slurs

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Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 11/17/2011 7:07:00 AM

Congratulations on your well deserved win in Brian's "You Choose Again" contest Cecil. Love, Carol

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 11/15/2011 9:32:00 AM

Congrats Cecil on another great win for this phenomenal poetry my friend ..luv..

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 11/14/2011 11:00:00 PM

Hey, congratulations, Cecil on your win with this clever piece!

Joyce Johnson

Date: 11/14/2011 6:05:00 PM

lWell done nonet. Congratulations Cecil. Love, Joyce

John Freeman

Date: 11/14/2011 5:35:00 PM

congratulations on your near the top win. Cecil. Agape, Moses

Michael J. Falotico

Date: 11/14/2011 3:20:00 PM

Congrats on your win with this wondeful piece...... Michael

Bob Quigley

Date: 11/14/2011 2:31:00 PM

Like this one Cecil. Congratulations on your win.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 11/12/2011 10:45:00 PM

CECIL,, AWESOME,,,P.D.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 11/12/2011 9:24:00 PM

Nicely rhymed nonet. Now go for etheree, they are even better than nonet!!

John Freeman

Date: 11/12/2011 5:25:00 PM

You have your form in in hand Cecil...and the message is loud and clear, Ironic that a human is the only creation that has the ability to tell lies, and spends so much of his time doing it.... seeing that a lie is an illusion without a trace of substance, for truth is the only reality. The bottomless pit has no foundation. Agape, Moses