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Tuesday 20 July, 02004

Asinine poetry game

by Matthew Bartlett @ 6:51 am

If you like, help me write a glorious poem.

I start:

I ran aground on the sandbar of your love,

10 responses to “Asinine poetry game”

  1. Like a bottom-feeder searching, I never let up.

  2. MAtthew the baird says:

    Till the waves caress our lovechild tenderness

  3. hans says:

    soft yet gritty, yielding but obdurate, your love has halted my voyage of development

  4. david says:

    and now my heart, high and dry, waits for the tide of love to change

  5. Tim says:

    the driftwood of apprehension crashes upon me as I wallow in the moist sands of time

  6. John says:

    Oh mummy, I love you, but why won’t you let me go out with my friends

  7. Bairdms says:

    While I waste away, drawing in the salt-spiced breeze of prospectives wafting by

  8. yvonne says:

    And i think, oh heavens, aren’t i an unlucky guy

  9. Anonymous says:

    My name is matt, and i wish i had a car

  10. yvonne says:

    i’d rather a car than running aground on your sandbar

    sorry, i’m spoiling it :P

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