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[aid] => mick
[title] => Shorts
[time] => 2004-07-12 15:56:07
[hometext] => a collection of quickies
[bodytext] => Life Life is short, life is sweet Life will end, in blinding heat The Path The trees were growing, getting taller and taller The path led to darkness, getting deeper and deeper The grass was shrinking, getting smaller and smaller The path it leads to the church, of the grim reaper Roulette The numbers game, see the dice roll It's six, six,six, you've sold your soul The Hot Seat "Sit in the chair" said the host "I'll switch it on and make you toast" Time Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, clang! The worlds clock, stopped with a bang Pigeon A plump pigeon flew high, into the sky Until it was shot and turned into pie Toad The car suddenly skidded, in the middle of the road For stuck to its tyre, was a squashed toad [comments] => 3 [counter] => 480 [topic] => 13 [informant] => parkman [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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