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About Meblog: deformedlion.blogspot.com
i wish i was immortal. all you serious Poets should check out FreeWrights Peer Review...and maybe poetrycritical.net. Ode to Writerscafe: circle-jerk turkeys all crammed togethor in the airport bathroom toilet stall, smoking each others eyes luscious lips locking on each others tips and dips, groaning and moaning totally phoney, stickin their calling cards all up inside each others arses 'nice' one says, and another so the next one says 'nice', gushing over the quality of insipid prose and other works of toiletry...ummmm, sorry poetry. Plant another and watch it die under the empty weight of false sincerity, or mainlined stupidity. 'Cause such and such has slewed togethor some painful words of love and hearts and assorted trite-coated metaphor or silly little similies, like that chick who spreads her knees at parties for all the boys to see...man, poetry is left to the dogs, lounging about like s***s and w****s ready for the whole world to use, abuse and lube up to plunge their... well, things in and then hit the bell *ring *ring next one please. Comments
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