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Jul 14, 2008 19:12

While I strolled, I took a stop
For on that street, a barber shop
And in that first chair I did plop
It made me feel so...naughty.

It feels wonderful to be somewhere familiar.  I've found a very small barber shop to call home, it sits on the corner of 5th avenue and 12th street.  If anyone is feeling particularly lonely, I could always use some company ( Read more... )

rhyming to myself again

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start_thefire July 15 2008, 02:47:22 UTC
You could just break in. This city's in need of a little style.

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littleoffthetop July 15 2008, 05:38:23 UTC
I've tried many times, I'm afraid strength has never been one of my best attributes.

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[voice of a 5 year old, hiii] tettsui July 15 2008, 06:23:49 UTC
That's an interestin' poem.

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Re: [voice of a 5 year old, hiii] littleoffthetop July 15 2008, 06:37:47 UTC
Why thank you. Though I wish I could have thought of another word besides plop, I can't say I like it.

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[voice of a 5 year old, hiii] tettsui July 15 2008, 06:51:57 UTC
What about 'I sat atop'?

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Re: [voice of a 5 year old, hiii] littleoffthetop July 15 2008, 17:13:02 UTC
Why yes, that's a lovely one! May I ask the name of the poet I'm speaking to?

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peoppkiuu01 February 17 2013, 11:29:05 UTC
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