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[aid] => mick
[title] => Poetry- It's All About The Money
[time] => 2014-08-09 19:37:59
[hometext] => My son tossed down the gauntlet on satire... I picked it up. Let me know if I have the right to retain it.
[bodytext] => I was young, as youth are wont to be- It wasn't wasted, though, on me. I was Wilde- I get it. If only those three hundred and twelve others got it too. “You got a gawl-durned golden arm, Boy!”, that highly influential Coach So-n-So told me so- “Choir! That's your ticket, Son!”, my Robed Glory folded, faded 'ere begun. “No...pro ball...no money there... I need ka-ching...but where?” I was pacin'...makin' rhymes...beatin' cymbals....keepin' times when a voice called me from a dark alley. “Pssst! I hear you lookin' for the Big Green....” “Did Sammy from Miami who likes Pork tell you that?!”, I screamed. “Pork? In Miami? Are you an Alien? A Grey? A White? Tell me! Tell ME!!!” “Well....I AM looking for the Big Green...”, replied I demurely. “Poetry- that's where it's at”, a bum's eyes gazing past me, pork cast aside in revelatory glory. “What?”, I gasped..”I wrote a poem once! Can I sell it? How much, how much?!!” That was thirty years ago- (Ouch! Damn misquotes!)- No break from them this time of year- My poetry's gone south, I- “What??!! They want to publish it!!, Twenty bucks!!??? I'm RIIIICCCCHHHH!!!!” [comments] => 4 [counter] => 223 [topic] => 7 [informant] => invierno [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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