Next Blog Poetry* Is Back"Out with the old and in with the new."
Há algumas semanas, There is a small chest on the stage and a sex swing hung off to one side. Patent leather blue pumps =check And I am not a woman of many words.
The moms love to party! Don't get me wrong ... I think it was violent and tragic ... It's our passion and love for beading. it made me grin knowingly.
*For the unenlightened: each line in a Next Blog Poem (and the title) is taken from a different random blog. It's brilliant, really.
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Comments:
It is brilliant — and it works well as poetry! The Internets are so cool.
Thanks peops! I cannot reveal my sources because I did not keep track of them, but I did adhere to the rule that I had to take something from each consecutive blog I bounced to that included usable text. I did however, allow myself to play around with the order of the lines.
CP: Everyone can play! I'm all for sharing the word collage love.
Megan: Really? Maybe I just know that because my sister-in-law used to sell sex toys. It's exactly what it sounds like. You need a strong doorframe, apparently.
I just had a vanity attack. I want to feature in one of your blog poems! I even want to suggest a line from a post today - which clearly contravenes the spirit of the whole thing - I just want to imagine "the target student managed to duck the fungal missile" immortalized in verse.