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    dots Submission Name: Farewell to Flymandots
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    Author: Rue
    ASL Info:    16/F/the dark side
    Elite Ratio:    4.54 - 244/182/44
    Words: 82
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    Description:
       the end of sophomore year has come at last, i wrote this after my last final, with some pretty snowflakes, peace signs and mandolines.


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    dotsFarewell to Flymandots
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    Break me off a peace
    and pass it all around
    all over town
    never cease
    to paint, express
    gloat and vote peace.

    Voices call out Green Card
    emotions stir forever scarred
    and plaid ermines
    dream of snow
    and cry out ermine songs
    of woe

    The end to another year of school
    here at last
    it's about time
    I've been tired of putting off
    such a cool rhyme
    Flyman, I bid you farewell

    I won't miss much, but the stairwell




    Submitted on 2006-06-16 14:22:27     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Hey, some bits and piecey stuff here that I rather like!

    The pun of "peace" was neat,
    "I've been tired of putting off
    such a cool rhyme
    Flyman, I bid you farewell

    I won't miss much, but the stairwell" is one of the coolest endings I've seen for a while, it almost tells the entire story in the last line.

    Great stuff, me dear, really great. Kepp this one

    be happy

    Graeme
    | Posted on 2006-07-08 00:00:00 | by wewak11 | [ Reply to This ]
      This is a very good write
    To Me you speak of how in some schools their is racial tension and bigotry associated to race or creed or anything else
    I like how you spoke of the staircase for the staircase is commen Ground and shows no predjudice as people from all walks of life walk down her steps
    Very Good Job with this one
    I enjoyed reading this
    God Bless
    Ron

    Please if you get a chance Please take a look at some of my writes and let me know what you think
    Thank You
    Ron
    | Posted on 2006-06-16 00:00:00 | by Ronswords | [ Reply to This ]
      Ah, the stairwells...I remember those places well... got up to some hanky-panky there, for sure...lol

    There were a lot of things about this poem that hint of much deeper issues that remain vague in the reading of this, but it was quite enjoyable...

    Take care,

    Barbara
    | Posted on 2006-06-16 00:00:00 | by Emerging Soul | [ Reply to This ]


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