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Brush me away

Member since 2003 · Posted 26 Apr 2004 · 3 comments

The last piece of my has broken into an unfixable size. An unneeded mess that lays scattered amongst the dust on the floor. Sweep my away as, I softly weep, Iâll pry as you sweep. Brush it all into a neat clean pile of vile rift raft. Into the dustpan and off to the trash never to be seen again only felt in the dark dang home that it once came from.

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[10] wFraser Allonby Q.C.w 27-Apr-04/1:07 AM Reply

This makes no sense whatsoever.

1. You appear to have omitted a word in line 1 between the words "my" and "has".

2. When you say, "broken into an unfixable size," do you actually mean, "broken into an unfixably small piece"?

3. You appear to have omitted a word in line 3 between the words "my" and "away".

4. When you say "rift raft," do you mean "riff raff"? If so, please consult a dictionary to discover the meaning of the phrase "riff raff" before reconsidering your use of the phrase.

5. When you say "dang," do you mean "dank"?

6. This poem fails.

7. You fail.

8. Q. E. D.

9. Thanks!

10. -10-

[n/a] nothingtoanyone 27-Apr-04/5:44 PM Reply

If you say that I have failed in the wrighting of this poem then why did you give it a -10-?

[7] Shuushin 27-Apr-04/6:58 PM Reply

"last piece of my" - what?
again in l3 - this is on purpose, right? Why?

oh - I see you've been informed already.