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   mpsilvertone@yahoo-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (HarryLime) posted:   
   > Will Dockery wrote:   
   >> NancyGene wrote:   
   >>>> HarryLime wrote:   
   >>>> Will Dockery wrote:   
   >   
   >>>> To the Sea Angel   
   > >>>>   
   > >>>> Riptide waves,   
   > >>>> there goes the sea angel,   
   > >>>> right above the waves.   
   > >>>>   
   > >>>> These mystery years,   
   > >>>> where would I be without them?   
   > >>>> What if I'd stayed happy?   
   > >>>>   
   > >>>> Years lost,   
   > >>>> these last few I've played catch up,   
   > >>>> drifting from the shore.   
   > >>>>   
   > >>>> Barnacles on an olive shell,   
   > >>>> brain choral in my mind.   
   > >>>>   
   > >>>> Instrumental tune,   
   > >>>> made by the incoming waves.   
   > >>>>   
   > >>>> I tossed a starfish back in,   
   > >>>> watched it twirl away,   
   > >>>> and thought of you.   
   > >>>>   
   > >>>> -Will Dockery (1997)   
   > >>>>   
   > >>>> ***   
   > >>>> Original text restored, troll content removed, again.   
   > >>   
   > >> The "poem" is about sex with Stinky G.  "Starfish" glorifies Stinky G's   
   b*tthole.   
   > >   
   > > No it isn't, but your bizarre fantasies are noted, NG.   
   >   
   > There's nothing bizarre about it   
      
   Speak for yourself, Pendragon.   
      
   😏   
      
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