Thanks, Judee ... In appreciation, I send you a bit of fun:
the lizard poet
wriggles forth
in sunlight
only to
be met by
blank stares
she wriggles
fifth and
drops her tail
wolf whistles
from the
Song Birds
the Lang Pos
are disgusted
& pick it up
they feed it
their egos
its pastiche now
a PoMo LangPo
mess for ants
and other readers
----- Original Message -----
From: "judy prince" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Wednesday, October 05, 2005 11:55 PM
Subject: Re: snap
> Androo,
>
> That lizard image really grabbed me, and I'd hafta say that if we're
> wondering where the poem starts and ends, here 'tis, in this instance:
>
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