Posted on 01/20/2009 12:42:49 PM PST by raybbr
After scratching my head in absolute amazement as she
delivered her “poem” this am, I at least had a great laugh
with the FR versions!
Thanks
Wow!
This amazing poem moves to interrogate the image of non-flammable pajamas, as someone in the poem called Donna recognises this as her sleepwear. The girl thinks: "This can not be my sleepwear." But it is. The pajamas call to her, but the girl is struck dumb. The potted meat and liver cheese cry: "Girl? Stomp on a fish stick, stomp on a fish stick." But there can be no answer, no mongoose. Nevermore.
You are a brilliant poet, and brilliantly in tune with the new president.
The poem should be continuously broadcasted to the terrorists held at Gitmo.
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