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coins (Free verse) by Dental Panic I'm on my way to Rome to see
the paintings of Caravaggio
in the San Luigi dei Francesi
I am not sure if there is a God
but a small prayer will do no harm
- keep you modest and humane -
they have a box there
in which you must put a coin
to turn the lights on
I am not sure if beauty is eternal
but for the time being
some small change can be bliss
Up the ladder:
Trapped in a horseshoe
Down the ladder:
Lick up your ears
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Posted: September 26, 2005 2:44 PM PDT; Last modified: September 26, 2005 2:44 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.5066123 Overall Rank: 2651 Comments:
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FireFly747 @ 68.98.56.123
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4-Jan-07/4:05 PM
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A priceless poem you have here. Loose pocket change is always a plus in this modern age. Life revolves around "The Coin" A superbly written piece. Keep sharing.
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