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    dots Submission Name: Bobcuts Arent For Flappers..."dots
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    Author: FarawayFeelings
    ASL Info:    16/F/Mia
    Elite Ratio:    0.93 - 159/74/72
    Words: 176
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
    Total Views: 570
    Average Vote:    No vote yet.
    Bytes: 1247



    Description:
       "...THEY'RE FOR ESCAPE ARTISTS.
    I hate the fact the my titles cant fit sometimes, someone should really do something about that.

    This is just getting an idea down,
    its far from being close to finished,
    most of it wont be in the revision,
    like I said,
    jotting down the imagery,
    but I can see the scene,
    and its the tiger's spots.


    Make the font bigger!! Double Spacing Back to recent posts.

    dotsBobcuts Arent For Flappers..."dots
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    The brandy overflowed my glass,
    the jazz spilled out the heavy doors,
    the dancing overcame the floor.

    Seventeenth street,
    had its arms wide open,
    and the lounge bars,
    never turned me out,
    empty handed.

    The lighting was shabby,
    and fitting.
    The whole scene,
    was brought together,
    by the bar.
    But the night was held together,
    by three martinis,
    and a blonder girl I met.
    at ten thirty.

    I always imagined,
    that one night,
    when I came in for drinks,
    there wouldn't be a call for me,
    behind the counter.

    And that one night, I wouldn't find,
    my ciagrettes to be almost empty,
    and I assumed,
    buying a new pack could fix this problem.

    But to my suprise,
    I was wrong.

    When it rained,
    I always got lucky,
    when I left that bar,
    at my usual time,
    and not one drop,
    would extinguish,
    my status symbol.

    Oh how great it is,
    to walk around with,
    bare shoulders,
    on a cold night in the city.








    Submitted on 2007-02-14 19:31:14     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    ||| Comments |||
      Maybe bob cuts can be used by escape artists or flappers. Death is for everyone. I enjoyed your poem. my favorite stanza was "When it rained,
    I always got lucky,
    when I left that bar,
    at my usual time,
    and not one drop,
    would extinguish,
    my status symbol."
    Because i disagree with it the most. It made me laugh. I enjoy things i disagree with. It makes it more interesting.
    | Posted on 2007-02-14 00:00:00 | by Shiboo-sama | [ Reply to This ]


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