Hi Grasshopper,
Wow!
The sound first, then the sense appearing, dissappearing, as it will!
I wonder if this is possible in other languages? I guess it must be...
It's a delight!
Bob


>From: grasshopper <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: New sub: The Pismire Solution
>Date: Sat, 27 Sep 2003 01:23:51 +0100
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>The Pismire Oration
>
>I'm here again with a new pome. Crits of others' poems tomorrow...
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>                 The Pismire Solution
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>Kreck, kreck, the Plumeys have been down pick pick
>again. The valley-balls, the lupes, the liplap danglers
>are all mussled and distrayed. Who was scooting
>on the oakmost roam, and did not give the larum
>looid to beware us? We could all have been mordered
>in our buds, culled in curls and couchings.
>
>O my simlings, gather round in heedance.
>First we must brush and bellish, make bloomheads
>clean and sparkish, then we can cusp and susp
>and I will tale you tellings of long days ago,
>stores of queens and trells and hellent warfor.
>
>Ho, hard there, fattyfiller, with your seggy bodments,
>do not munge upon these leaves. Peel off
>and mandicate elsewhere. This pliant plot,
>this green clingdom, this is our heapsake,
>our hill-land, our jewel set in a sylvan lea.
>
>Rejuice, my simlings, simsters.We'll browse avids
>on the fallage, surp meet mead nectar soon.
>All life is ground and gladly - part from Plumeys.
>May Magog smart the flockers from the highs.
>
>                                                         (grasshopper)
>

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