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A Wayward Orbit
Contributed by
Lee
on
Tuesday, 21st June 2005 @ 06:57:45 PM in AEST
Topic:
scifi
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Zebba Whitsen:
I saw a man on the boulevard
Playing a flute by the fruit vendors
He lit a candlestick
And watched a rabbit perform a hat trick
The nights come and they go
Journey for how much you know
Parsven Undertoad:
Will you shake a stick
And expect it to heal your sick?
Will you stand on one toe
And channel all of your energy flow?
Sally Astronomicle:
I don't want to
Bring us to this
Let's go up from here
And breathe where
The air is crisp
Vestaisiax:
I know of dogs
Some that knarl
Some that growl
Some that sound
So lonely
When they howl
Dry throats of the fated
Soap opera singers
They are looking for new ways
To transport their voices
Through the universe
Copyright ©
Lee
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2005-06-21 18:57:45] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: A Wayward Orbit
(User Rating: 1 ) by mom11159 on
Wednesday, 17th August 2005 @ 09:40:00 PM AEST (User
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A very well written poem your words so captivating such a wonderful delight to read
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