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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The Frozan Man
[time] => 2007-10-01 19:32:59
[hometext] => A fantasy poem really .Im sure he doesn´t exist.
[bodytext] => There is a frozen man.
A common-place phenomenon.
Blood star eyes,
And a *** ***** for a kitchen wipe.
A dilapidated caravan,
Demanding road maps
But recieving endless re-runs.
Adapting his crafty bald head,
He is ticking boxes.
Scenting extravaganzas.
He is teflon and tungstun.
He is tundra.
And what
He does not
know
You could
Scribble
On a dozing
Eskimos
Tickle-tackle.
[comments] => 0
[counter] => 195
[topic] => 31
[informant] => zicky
[notes] => please star out the entire word....edited by mod_6....01-10-07
[ihome] => 0
[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
[haspoll] => 0
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[score] => 0
[ratings] => 0
[editpoem] => 1
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[topicname] => StoryPoetry
)
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