Jun 20 2007
Piggy
What a piggy
I do be
I ate up all
put before me
Salt, pepper
and butter too
anything
everything
All for you (me)
Now I’m sorry
my belly aches
I knew better than
to eat that cake
copyright 2007
Archive for June 20th, 2007
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The Details
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I Said
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You Said
- Barry on May we never forget
- brainteaser on In the Night
- brainteaser on Rewrite
- Scott on About the Poet
- Sharie on Story
In the Attic
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1,2,3
May I Quote You?
Only in men’s imagination does every truth find an effective and undeniable existence. Imagination, not invention, is the supreme master of art as of life.
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poets & writers
- All the Elbows - christine
- Brain Teaser
- Dave the Novelist
- deborah register
- disturbed stranger
- Evyl
- Kim - Good at Getting Better
- Kondratas the poet
- Ocellus (Ozy)
- Philnensia (Tom)
- Poetikat
- Poetry Foundation
- Sending Joy
- Shirley Allard - Whispers in the Wind
- Visions - Wayne Bowerman
- Word Catalyst
- Writer Chick
- Writing & Poetry
- zaphod freak - ben
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