On and on with the MagPo sessions
MagPo, of course, being a inane moniker for Magnetic Poetry until I come up with something better.
First off, a little sonnet by a slightly tipsy linguist friend:
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His Turkey Woman secreted beer
So they hollered a naked American platitude
____________________
(sort of Jim Morrisonesque...)
now my latest-- a little crude, but we were all tippin' 'em that night:
___________________
The zeal is in yer britches
I kin feel it
Dish me more lard, Bubba,
This here is Love
First off, a little sonnet by a slightly tipsy linguist friend:
___________________
His Turkey Woman secreted beer
So they hollered a naked American platitude
____________________
(sort of Jim Morrisonesque...)
now my latest-- a little crude, but we were all tippin' 'em that night:
___________________
The zeal is in yer britches
I kin feel it
Dish me more lard, Bubba,
This here is Love
spoken by Sister Morpheme at 5:19 PM
1 Rants:
C'mon, I think someone wants to help me with this naming thing. Po-Mag? Chiller Chatter? Fridge Bidging? Little help, here.
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