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[title] => A bang (poem) by cauchy3
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[hometext] => Laplace transforms change our world
[bodytext] => A bang (poem) Only dry leafs are shock Stems are straight when leafs cut off All belles might not truly alluring Bleach on stems waters has rules Bang on hairs you change by she Bang on doors your hands are free Bang on cars your lives are shot Bang on Apollo we lost our moons Bang to God you got not milks Band to father your mother has fringes Bang to fans your foes are happy Bang to hummer for justices as they happen Bend on back your bodies are supported Bend on swords your positions are up Bend on laws your moneys are spend Bend your bodies live will be easy Bend on moneys your fishes are on hooks Bend to ranks your smiles are homeless Bend to law you got few breathes Bend to natures you bath on earths Beat a cat you eat your meals Beat a woman with rains to dress Beat a cope you need a mask Beat a lion you tame the cage Beat the world you win the lord Beat on steps your tricks are programs Beat a realm peoples are on boats Beat your girls they live on oaks Shape an art for good lubbers Shape your mouths as closed tongues Shape your lives with ideas and codes Shape your figures on your shows Shapes of cups are tasteful to shakes Shapes of capes for eyes to stay Shapes in appears are grapes on foot Shapes in voices are laws to fool I bang to front but not back I bend to stems with aces L beat the drums with airs I shape my times with aims Laplace transforms give us changes I transform snows to heats I warm the candle with sweets I transform a live of weeds Who transforms the forms of comets? I sit on trains of Einstein I mess up with sciences Science and technology are one Both names might allude to orgy My eyes are dim but need sprees My ears are fixed but beat by whispers My altitudes are high with low downs My orgies are borrow to go By cheung shun sang=cauchy3 [comments] => 1 [counter] => 879 [topic] => 51 [informant] => cauchy3 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 1 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Event )
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