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Post by Misty on Aug 17, 2012 9:50:26 GMT -8
Yeah, so, I wrote a little poem. Sorry it's short. It took me forever to get it to sound right. Prompt: A Crooked Umbrella. A Crooked Umbrella
A crooked umbrella A mere example of imperfection Unwanted, unneeded, For it's need of correction.
A crooked umbrella Having no use For protection from rain It must refuse.
But what if there was a world Where the rain always thrived And where the crooked umbrella was needed and survived.
And in that world, the umbrella was perfect. Needed and wanted, never left behind. And only in that world, the umbrella was perfect. For in that world, perfection is undefined.
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Post by THE TRUE JIN on Aug 20, 2012 8:36:27 GMT -8
updated + 20 points. Please update your points tracker.
Poetry is hard.
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