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A Poem by Alice Bliss
"

Um, it's weird.

"

Little gremlins,

sticky hands,

itchy eyes

and bleeding glands.

"Tear it out!"

The ostrich cried.

But, alas,

the whisper died. 

© 2008 Alice Bliss


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It very well may be weird, but I love the lighthearted cheerfulness it evoked within me! The title couldn't be more fitting! After all, it is nonsensical rubbish - adorable rubbish to boot!

~loved it~

Posted 16 Years Ago


Definetly weird, but I like it. Has a "punch" to it I find interesting. Maybe something the Beatles would have done.

Posted 16 Years Ago


Eeeeek, I love it!

Ostriches freak me out. Almost as much as emus...

Posted 16 Years Ago


Yes...it is weird but makes you think what is really happening in that little mind of yours.

Carla

Posted 16 Years Ago


interesting poem... abstract but i enjoyed it non the less

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on February 19, 2008
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Alice Bliss
Alice Bliss

NY



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My educational background is in anthropology, archaeology, zoology and English writing. I'm a huge fan of Lewis Carroll's "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland" and "Through the Looking Glass." My favorit.. more..

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A Poem by Alice Bliss