sounds delicious. today, i have some leftovers--stuffed cabbage, and veggies. i am looking forward to them very much. sometimes, food, sunshine, a glass of water, even--these are everything.

Thank You

Razorgrin, Why not respond in a manner that is constructive and makes some kind of sense?

Horus, Why not make comments that are relevant rather than ones that tend to make no sense at all.

It's the kind that people who are more intelligent tend to appreciate.

Actually, I really don't like Radiohead. Everybody went on about how experimental Kid A was, but they nicked it all from Squarepusher and Add N To (X). Ripping off the avant-garde is not being progressive. Anyway, I'm not sure if your comments are taking the piss or not, but here are some facts: 1) The person in this poem is not me 2) I am a regular churchgoer 3) I am in the 23rd year of my life 4) I talked to my parents on the telephone last night. I think you live in your own tiny little world, but it sounds more fun and less depressing than mine.

I think you have too much time on your hands, but thank you for choosing to spend it with my poems. Cwmystwyth is pronounced something like Come-ust-with, with the emphasis on the ust. It's easy really.

I'm glad you like the poem; it does tend towards the flippant. I do worry that anyone who isn't obsessed with Hancock's Half Hour probably won't get a lot of it. Also, Henry's Cat probably never made it out of Britain, but he was one hell of a mellow, yellow feline.

I like a bit of good, honest, vulgarity. Like those naughty seaside postcards I used to sneakily look at as a child when on holiday in Scarborough.

I think you are being oversensitive about it. pointing out a distraction is a lot different from slamming you.

Here's my point, if you don't keep to the form of a particular type of poem, then classify it as "freeform". The idea behind a poem following a certain style is the fact that the poet recognizes the constraints and used the constraints to free their creative process. Maintaining a form continues a tradition---and I'm all for doing your own thing--Don't get me wrong. But you can't call a tent a house just because you want to- to hell with an agreed upon format. Go ahead and do your own thing, expirement with rhyme schemes, etc., but doing so slips your poem into a different category. that is my point. your poems have ceased to be limericks as soon as they deviated from the traditional format. I do believe that you are capable of writing a limerick that meets the definition of one. These, however, are misclassified.

Mutant X - is that the comic or the TV show?