Missile-aneus thoughts, Fred:
U R a celestial body orbiting (that's the first thought)
Hav U done a dialog pome?
(hav just come in from the f-----g 4th o Jooly traffic OY they're on killer missions i wanna tell ya and all this to celebrate why we ain't Brits no mo!) which leads to next thought:
Hav U tried to open a beer with your nose? (just askin)
I wanna see a Fred pome that equates power with women
and I don't want U, Fred, to abandon your character-narration pome form (at least not for the aforerequesteds)
and, finally, watching firewerks from a sailboat is better than ---------------(mebbe this assignment's too easy)
Judy the celestial body
----- Original Message -----
From: "Fred Pollack" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Friday, July 01, 2005 5:00 PM
Subject: found poem drawn from recent list entries
>I damn well intend to use this:
>
>
> I heard a choir of angels singing
> "You can't afford it but what the hell."
> The map in the department store
> says YOU ARE HERE and even provides an arrow.
>
> There's nothing wrong with the shoes, only with the feet,
> which is why none of the pretty shoes have fit.
> If I believed the Cinderella story
> I would have given up years ago.
>
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