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Tea Tray
Contributed by
screwge
on
Thursday, 2nd July 2009 @ 01:09:30 AM in AEST
Topic:
ambiguous
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Consecrate,
The lightweight
Champion rubbed his posse's
Backs, patted their chintzy seas
Of blue robes. A woman's bastion
In biblical times, the hue was won
By careful quarrels?
(Railed at his mother
Or sovereign sis?)
His roles
Were not reversed in time's cute
Tea tray, more that they transmute
To wanting rules.
Alas--why not, when sapphire jewels
Have stroked skin?
He, scrawny, blue melanin.
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screwge
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2009-07-02 01:09:30]
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Re: Tea Tray
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by Cathi on
Thursday, 2nd July 2009 @ 03:06:37 AM AEST
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Very very nice poem to read and reread and read again! You just open a up a world of meanings with this.
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Re: Tea Tray
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by ming on
Thursday, 2nd July 2009 @ 08:30:42 AM AEST
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| I agree with the other post. Great to read and reread... |
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