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Post by glen on Feb 25, 2010 17:55:47 GMT -6
Love cures all ills.
Even arthritis.
It endures and sustains
Through even conjunctivitis.
Malapropism or no,
It aims to succeed.
It furthers your goals
And never impedes.
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scott
Novice
Cabbage- Venetian Snares
Posts: 11
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Post by scott on Feb 25, 2010 17:56:44 GMT -6
A Valentine
Love! What sweet a Sound.
Yet,
Is it not a malapropism?
A disease?
Conjunctivitis of the mind
Blinding us to
what lies outside,
a sealed eye
sees
nothing
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Sarah
Novice
Official Secretary to "El Presidente"
Posts: 51
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Post by Sarah on Feb 25, 2010 17:59:52 GMT -6
A life, one life is all I ask,
To you my love
I ask this question.
You wait for me on
The small, dark stair.
Waiting, hoping,
for a chance that I care.
I look at you and say,
Conjunctivitis,
Your eyes begin to tear.
I wipe the trail of sorrow
From your sweet face.
You look at me
Saying but one word.
Malapropism.
I too begin to tear
With the sorrow of a
Thousand crying widows
Your sweet words caress my soul.
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