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A Conversation With My New Poem

“You are most elegantly composed, so cleverly penned”” The poem breaks wind. “Will others notice the wisdom I have poured into you?” The poem begins to rummage in a kitchen drawer. “You are the perfect child of my creative powers!” It finds a knife, begins to vigorously saw at priceless words. “I think I love you." It squats on the tiled floor and defecates. Holding my nose I carry it out of the house at arm’s length.

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Date: 4/4/2020 9:30:00 AM
I'm rolling around in this one. Wheeee!
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Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib
Date: 4/4/2020 6:03:00 PM
Yes~
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Eric Ashford
Date: 4/4/2020 9:40:00 AM
Glad you liked it Maureen. There is a short time just after a poem is written when we just cannot see the flaws in it. After a while though we see that our new baby poem is a bit of a gargoyle!

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