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Quick! Find something to write a poem about, stupid, you're running out of time!

silence. mind rumbles
stomach grumbles in the dark
no lite food for thought




— Kailashana, May 01, 2010

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lyz

16 years 1 month ago

Love it, lol.

Midnight munchies? Lol. Title is longer than the poem and why are you running out of time? Ah, you dear girl, a fun write. Love Lyz. XX
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 1 month ago

Love write back at ya!

Love write back at ya! ;-) ~A "The plain man is familiar with blindness and deafness, and knows from his everyday experience that the look of things is influenced by his senses, but it never occurs to him to regard the whole world as a creation of his senses." ~ Ernst Mach
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shirley harrison

16 years 1 month ago

love this

This is really entertaining! shirley harrison
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 1 month ago

http://www.youtube.com/watch?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wtTb2DZwR4c&feature=related Let Me Entertain You ~ Robbie Williams "The plain man is familiar with blindness and deafness, and knows from his everyday experience that the look of things is influenced by his senses, but it never occurs to him to regard the whole world as a creation of his senses." ~ Ernst Mach
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Orphani

16 years 1 month ago

Anna has run out out of

Anna has run out out of words?-not! More like words went on strike for being imaginitively reconfigured into you're little pawns. Hey give us a break Bukowsky's dead, and poetry has no place to hide anymore you outlaw. Give us a taste. I know what you need to jump start your cute little muse of feminist rancour - You need your cute little ass spanked. I love you when you're furys unleashed, and your little dogs too. We're all Anna junkies my love, and you're responsibilities are not to be taken lying down exclusively. B
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 1 month ago

It’s all your fault,

It's all your fault, darling. I have to find SOMETHING with which to entertain myself. Someone stole my pink vibrator and thought it was a phone. <<>> Ha! the evil grin disappeared between the arrows. ~A "The plain man is familiar with blindness and deafness, and knows from his everyday experience that the look of things is influenced by his senses, but it never occurs to him to regard the whole world as a creation of his senses." ~ Ernst Mach
Seren

Seren

16 years 1 month ago

Dear Mum

loved this one ... you never disappoint me big smiles and hugs love Jayne-Chloe x x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 1 month ago

Well, as a poet maybe, but

Well, as a poet maybe, but as a mom, just ask Alex & Tami. ;-( ~Annamom "The plain man is familiar with blindness and deafness, and knows from his everyday experience that the look of things is influenced by his senses, but it never occurs to him to regard the whole world as a creation of his senses." ~ Ernst Mach
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 1 month ago

Did the Hungarian Paprika

Did the Hungarian Paprika make you sneeze? Love and hot peppers, ~A "The plain man is familiar with blindness and deafness, and knows from his everyday experience that the look of things is influenced by his senses, but it never occurs to him to regard the whole world as a creation of his senses." ~ Ernst Mach
loved

loved

16 years 1 month ago

stomachs

stomachs foretell the forthcoming disasters to its masters gr8888888888