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msfledermausWhy, Audience Participation Ms Mausi's Pretentious Poetry Corner, of course!!!
The sky it is dark and gray,
such a dark, disturbing day,
Like all the other Minnesota Winter days,
It's just a ________________________________________...
Heading down the hard way,
concrete battleground,
Urban Sock-Monkey Warfare,
____________________________________....
The Spam Museum is
an interesting diversion,
But not as cool as visiting ___________________
Or ___________________ with it's array of disquieting perversions....
Your mom and my mom were hanging up clothes,
when my mom said to your mom;
"____________________________________________"
Yes, I come up with this stuff just off the cuff,
and while people scream at me, "Hey, that's enough,"
"You're making our eyes bleed!" I laugh to myself,
and ________________________________________________....
I don't know if anyone has any energy for this kind of thing this morning, but what the hell. Fill in the blanks. The winners will get to be the Poet Laureates of Mausiland with all that title endows...(I don't know what that is yet, but I'll figure something out.)
The sky it is dark and gray,
such a dark, disturbing day,
Like all the other Minnesota Winter days,
It's just a ________________________________________...
Heading down the hard way,
concrete battleground,
Urban Sock-Monkey Warfare,
____________________________________....
The Spam Museum is
an interesting diversion,
But not as cool as visiting ___________________
Or ___________________ with it's array of disquieting perversions....
Your mom and my mom were hanging up clothes,
when my mom said to your mom;
"____________________________________________"
Yes, I come up with this stuff just off the cuff,
and while people scream at me, "Hey, that's enough,"
"You're making our eyes bleed!" I laugh to myself,
and ________________________________________________....
I don't know if anyone has any energy for this kind of thing this morning, but what the hell. Fill in the blanks. The winners will get to be the Poet Laureates of Mausiland with all that title endows...(I don't know what that is yet, but I'll figure something out.)
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Date: 2003-12-16 06:34 am (UTC)Such a dark, disturbing day,
Like all the other Minnesota winter days,
It's just a day for lacing up your stays.
Heading down the hard way,
Concrete battleground,
Urban Sock-Monkey Warfare,
I sprinkle them with glitter all around
The Spam Museum is
An interesting diversion,
But not as cool as visiting masseuses
Or Maus's mind with its array of disquieting perversions
Your mum and my mum were hanging up clothes,
When my mum said to your mum;
"I need a cake - stick laundry up your nose!"
Yes, I come up with this stuff just off the cuff,
And while people scream at me, "Hey, that's enough,"
"You're making our eyes bleed!" I laugh to myself,
and cast down rhymes - I'm cardboard fort's high elf!
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Date: 2003-12-17 05:55 am (UTC)I think you've got it, your foppishness!!!
I giggled for about five minutes straight.
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Date: 2003-12-18 01:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-19 06:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-19 07:13 am (UTC)Zzzzzzz...
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Date: 2003-12-21 12:32 pm (UTC)Talented poet
in a soft and yellow peel
is the Banana...
I think I blew it.
Date: 2003-12-16 08:25 am (UTC)such a dark, disturbing day,
Like all the other Minnesota Winter days,
It's just a I droppped my pen under my chair and reached down to pick it up, putting my hand under my chair for balance and found out someone stuck a half-dozen old Jujubees under there, and who would stick Jujubees under a chair at work - I felt so gross, I had to wash my hands afterward kinda day...
Heading down the hard way,
concrete battleground,
Urban Sock-Monkey Warfare,
I batter you with my stuffed simian goodness until you relent and give me my sushi...
The Spam Museum is
an interesting diversion,
But not as cool as visiting the Spackling Compound
Or Squidsville with its array of disquieting perversions....
Your mom and my mom were hanging up clothes,
when my mom said to your mom;
"There is no spoon."
Yes, I come up with this stuff just off the cuff,
and while people scream at me, "Hey, that's enough,"
"You're making our eyes bleed!" I laugh to myself,
and llamas are your friends!...
Re: I think I blew it.
Date: 2003-12-17 05:57 am (UTC)I must send you a small plastic spoon sometime really soon!!!
*giggles into her hands*
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Date: 2003-12-19 03:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-21 12:14 pm (UTC)hehe ur pome sux k? lolirl!!!1!
Date: 2003-12-16 12:22 pm (UTC)such a dark, disturbing day,
Like all the other Minnesota Winter days,
It's just a damp woolen sock stretched over the world.
Heading down the hard way,
concrete battleground,
Urban Sock-Monkey Warfare,
business suit Tarzan swingin' on phone line vines.
The Spam Museum is
an interesting diversion,
But not as cool as visiting Poughkeepsie
Or Fargo with it's array of disquieting perversions.
Your mom and my mom were hanging up clothes,
when my mom said to your mom;
"I'm not answering that phone, it's YOUR lawyer."
Yes, I come up with this stuff just off the cuff,
and while people scream at me, "Hey, that's enough,"
"You're making our eyes bleed!" I laugh to myself,
and scratch my butt on TV like a baseball pro.
Re: hehe ur pome sux k? lolirl!!!1!
Date: 2003-12-17 05:59 am (UTC)(It's hard to beat the Banana, he gets so much practice. I mean, I know *I* can't beat the Banana...maybe I'll have you both duke it out slam-style or something:)
Re: hehe ur pome sux k? lolirl!!!1!
Date: 2003-12-17 11:50 am (UTC)Re: hehe ur pome sux k? lolirl!!!1!
Date: 2003-12-17 01:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-16 07:05 pm (UTC)such a dark, disturbing day,
Like all the other Minnesota Winter days,
It's just a phase.
I might get to the others once I've got my own computer set up again...
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Date: 2003-12-17 06:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-18 03:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-19 05:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-17 05:54 am (UTC)such a dark, disturbing day,
Like all the other Minnesota Winter days,
It's just a schtickle short of "Oy Vay"...
Heading down the hard way,
concrete battleground,
Urban Sock-Monkey Warfare,
and a coffee mug filled with mouldy grounds....
The Spam Museum is
an interesting diversion,
But not as cool as visiting an urchin
Or Ze Malo Famerica with it's array of disquieting perversions....
Your mom and my mom were hanging up clothes,
when my mom said to your mom;
"Whose clothes are these?"
Yes, I come up with this stuff just off the cuff,
and while people scream at me, "Hey, that's enough,"
"You're making our eyes bleed!" I laugh to myself,
But I singalong, dancealong, all in the buff....
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Date: 2003-12-17 06:02 am (UTC)that's beautiful, you crazy koo-koo--funkyfresh-in-the-buff-Wisconsin dancer....er, isn't that a little umm...cold? right now?