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[aid] => mick
[title] => 3-animals: poem by cauchy3
[time] => 2004-09-05 19:04:28
[hometext] => politics and freedoms
[bodytext] => 3-animals (poem) Deaths are hands of bad man Lives are lost on wares of wars Cherries are purple like lips Men lost rules as for milks We will live like insects Sects are faults and joints are sects Moralists lose faiths in marrows Guns and smokes are gases in rows Eden is cage for poisoned snakes Venoms are bloods and dreadful are diseases Tyrants have jobs to calm us down We calm up with fires to doomed Our punishments are winning with no successes Our rewards are prides that will cause A lost cause of freedoms and justices A gain with no lump sums A thumb can count one in a rule But deaths are hands of sick ducks Lame ducks have toes when putted Webbed toes are change to rude Tories are baits but tyrants are hooks Fishes are trapped and freedoms are toothless Truths with foot that walk to moons Justices are warm but sums not in moods Clauses are to see by evil eyes Clauses are escaped in bulls and ears Deeds pending are to be completed by heroes Spying are paid for talks in royal Abandon to body our views are hangout Guns are made in cashes in hard Laws need to related to hearts Reserve our words and waive our years Signs of guns but errors in dresses Bullish in armies but poor has not rest Lock in battles in ducks bases Lame ducks and dogs and bears When lives have chasms that dig Earths when quake stairs are not sit Justices are our shoots in arms The sitting ducks are some ants(us) A white lie have little heals Fallen angels have no ways to heaven Tombs are places and stores to sleep Three ounces are hearse in air to feel Three brackets are inhaled in separations Reflected all laws with orders in senses Brag on laws when fix our cattle Ducks and dogs and bears are 3 atoms Die for foods throats have rattles Lives are struggles in pitches of battles Which cattle is your premier title? White washes will come to lights Who is the one good to whom? One craft is who is who Ages of dens met the mends Goals of men are in zoo with ends Do live in zoo have happy closes On skies few birds are lost WE are fishes to swim on skies One day all birds dive into seas --------Poem by Cheung shun sang=cauchy3--------- http://laplace181.hyperboards2.com [comments] => 1 [counter] => 203 [topic] => 13 [informant] => cauchy3 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 1 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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