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A Blizzard
Contributed by
Thoren
on
Thursday, 21st February 2008 @ 01:37:39 PM in AEST
Topic:
ambiguous
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Millions of naked lunch ladies,
Riding stoicly on the backs of albino gorillas.
Pasty, white sagging flesh
Dimpled pale buttocks and thighs,
Assaulted with socks full of nickles,
Dig into the haunches of the great apes,
Never knowing when their manic steeds will stampede.
The uncaring wind smears across steel grey eyes,
Flooding the vast rivers of crow's feet,
Forming icy daggers.
For now, they drift aimlessly,
Following the breeze,
And waiting.
Waiting for a blizzard.
Copyright ©
Thoren
... [
2008-02-21 13:37:39] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: A Blizzard
(User Rating: 1 ) by 5MinutePoet on
Thursday, 21st February 2008 @ 01:49:04 PM AEST (User
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good description, worth a giraffe.
don't quite see it as ambiguos though
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