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Post by gluey on Aug 29, 2009 0:26:56 GMT -5
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Post by Rowenna on Aug 29, 2009 19:20:24 GMT -5
Wait.
If I tell you, can I exchange the points for something? Cash? Credit? Kidneys?
Nevermind. I think blue and brown are eyes and pink and pink are lips.
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Post by gluey on Aug 29, 2009 21:03:21 GMT -5
Good job. You get a figurative cookie. *gives figurative cookie* I also wrote a sonnet if you want to read that. I'm proud that I wrote a sonnet because it is a sonnet. www.fictionpress.com/s/2715067/1/Thine_Eyes...yeah. Another poem about eyes. Recurring theme.
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Post by Rowenna on Aug 29, 2009 21:32:56 GMT -5
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Post by gluey on Aug 29, 2009 22:48:21 GMT -5
I don't see why. Haha. You're like a poet man. With all your poetness.
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Post by Rowenna on Aug 29, 2009 23:06:59 GMT -5
Well, spring is usually the season that represents childhood, so I should have said "the sun on the spring and winter of your life", but I just kept getting this image of this warm summer childhood--so I went with it. I take it you like it?
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Post by gluey on Aug 30, 2009 9:22:41 GMT -5
Well I wish it were more sense-making to my brain. But it is good.
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Post by gluey on Sept 4, 2009 17:19:41 GMT -5
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Post by Rowenna on Sept 4, 2009 18:54:40 GMT -5
I will! I promise. I'm just kind of brain dead right now. It's too hot...
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Post by gluey on Sept 5, 2009 8:03:12 GMT -5
Then get some stinking air conditioning.
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Post by Rowenna on Sept 6, 2009 13:06:11 GMT -5
Only if I want a power outage.
Stupid house.
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Post by gluey on Sept 6, 2009 19:23:43 GMT -5
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Post by Rowenna on Sept 7, 2009 16:30:15 GMT -5
You make it sounds like I'm getting paid.
... wait. Am I getting paid? What's my rate?
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Post by gluey on Sept 7, 2009 19:24:16 GMT -5
1 figurative cookie per poem.
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Post by Rowenna on Sept 7, 2009 20:18:44 GMT -5
I'm on a diet. Got anything else?
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