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Peter "Peter picked a peck of pickled peppers" Peter popped a pepper on his tongue. Peter found the answer to the seasons And will never have to strive for warm. Peter's teeth flew out to feed the fairy. Peter's mouth drew in to stop the shout Fiery havoc screeching down his larynx Exhale blowing off his regal snout. Peter's eyes grew big to show his horror Fear of gastric groanings to ensue. Pickled peppers begat horrid moanings, Red face and those lovely cheeks of blue! :-) by Mari Sloan copyright September 2010

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Date: 11/24/2010 5:48:00 AM
Nah! Just a misunderstanding. And there was an explanation. :-P This was originally written to accompany a photo of a large, orange African mask on the other site I'm a part of. Even without the mask, there are lots of Westerners who can identify with this sort of flaming mouth syndrome.
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Date: 11/23/2010 11:02:00 PM
Lol @ Keely. For a moment, I would have imagined that somehow Katherine hacked your account to write the comment of 11/18/2010 7:02:00 PM. Aunt Mari, funny poem =) Rather brings to mind my first experience with cognac when I was about 5 years old =p =p =p
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Date: 11/22/2010 10:25:00 AM
I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Mari. Wishing you the best in your writing endeavors. You can look to the left side of the main page and find lots of information on PoetrySoup including contests by members of PoetrySoup and contests by the PoetrySoup site also which you as a new member and us oldies also may enter. If you have questions please feel free to ask ANYONE here. We are ALL willing to help and if we don't know the answer we will find someone who does. Love, Carol
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Date: 11/19/2010 7:48:00 AM
I didn't understand this one at first. She meant a literal pepper. oops. It's not about death and destruction after all. I take back my previous comments.
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Date: 11/18/2010 7:02:00 PM
Grand mommy would have hated this. no matter how ingenious.
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Date: 11/18/2010 7:02:00 PM
There is a God, and Jesus reigns. Why write such a horrid thing unless you love Satan himself?
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Date: 11/18/2010 7:00:00 PM
Oh my Lord. Why? :(
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Date: 11/18/2010 3:04:00 PM
Welcome to Poetry Soup.. so enjoyed reading your creative write tonight.. hope your time on Soup will be special and fun.. any help needed just ask any one.. check out the contest page offered to members.. good luck with luv..
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