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Post by MichaelFirewalker on Jan 27, 2008 15:26:17 GMT -5
* this is not a hate poem----it is not directed at any particular person----it is a poem written in an angry voice----michael is trying to write more angry poems, because Mags thinks my angry poems are the best ones...
THE OLD BITCH
friend o’ mine got herself an old breeder comes a-runnin’ at her beck and call uses her to stand guard and such sics her on folks she don’t like much cain’t leave her in nice company tho old bitch ain’t got no couth at all
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Post by johnnysaturn on Jan 27, 2008 16:53:20 GMT -5
This gave rise to a low gutteral vocalisation of pleasure on my part. Btw is that sic (sic) or should it sick?
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Post by Jonathan Morey Weiss-Namaste47 on Jan 27, 2008 18:55:58 GMT -5
Good vernacular, Michael......and the rhyme......spot on.
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Post by wavemaker9 (Rick D.) on Jan 27, 2008 19:26:15 GMT -5
Clever M, very clever elusion. Makes you wonder which bitch guards which?
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Post by MichaelFirewalker on Jan 27, 2008 23:47:35 GMT -5
John----love the guttural vocalization of pleasure!----and I think that one can use either sic or sick...
Jon----thank you for that positive affirmation, my friend...
Rick----you are good----yes, that's it----who's the bitch?----in point of fact, baby, who ain't?----and who's on guard? EVERYBODY!
hugs, michael
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