In EffigyA Poem by Elizabethday old fish smells better than the roses you left on my doorstep and when you shift your weight from one foot to another I know you are lying anyway, love last night I burned rotten fish entrails in effigy a fitting tribute, I thought to your smile © 2011 ElizabethReviews
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Added on April 12, 2011Last Updated on April 12, 2011 AuthorElizabethWonderland, TNAboutI am Alice through the looking glass...I mix my metaphors with barbiturates. I take my mania with a glass of milk and I rarely look before crossing the street. Walk a mile in my mary janes, friend. .. more..Writing
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