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    dots Submission Name: twenty tenderdots
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    Author: rws
    ASL Info:    58/m/ohio
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 2788/1297/258
    Words: 45
    Class/Type: Random Thoughts/Misc
    Total Views: 924
    Average Vote:    No vote yet.
    Bytes: 278



    Description:
       ~a nondescript fragment after a long hiatus~


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    dotstwenty tenderdots
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    What happened to Miss Amy?
    What happened to our girl?
    She got a Somalian hair weave
    And the latest bangin’ gear
    Some sweet Italian heels
    And a bit of a cranberry pout
    So she could sway to the angels
    And fire the devil out




    Submitted on 2010-01-02 13:24:27     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      The whole piece reminds me of the quick transition experienced from childlike wonder to adulthood. One minute there is youth and innocence, the next it is all gone... Even though childhood can last for years it always feels gone in a second when we think back to it...
    | Posted on 2011-07-06 00:00:00 | by Clayman | [ Reply to This ]
      wow, what a "growing up"
    poem

    nicely worded...the imagery of innocence gone, no more hand holding, she is a young lady now, a person of her own...
    she's grown up and away...
    the last three lines are dynamite...

    sweetness and tartness all in one package...

    nice work, Bill!

    jacob
    | Posted on 2011-04-29 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]
      This is sweetly sad... it's like loving this little chickie bird that suddenly becomes a lovely wild thing that is going to fly and leave you, and you know it has to but... you'd like another day longer holding it in your hand. One more glance back. It's greatly felt, each light line heavy with it. Sweetly sad, a teary smile verbalized.
    | Posted on 2010-01-07 00:00:00 | by Runes | [ Reply to This ]
      This is random thought? sounds more poem-like. Perhaps a fragment of a poem?
    It made me laugh. Not sure why.
    Cute.. and cleverly modern. The title is sweet.
    You got a teenager in the house?? lol.
    | Posted on 2010-01-02 00:00:00 | by kre8ive1 | [ Reply to This ]


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