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    dots Submission Name: mid cops & robbersdots
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    Author: Santi
    Elite Ratio:    7.28 - 299/307/90
    Words: 19
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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       just a snapshot from yesterday afternoon. Calino (little Cal) is my nephew. Such a rascal.


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    Calino pauses
    to urinate

    fills-to-overflowing
    a ruby tulip's
    flawless
    cup





    Submitted on 2011-03-16 10:52:14     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Relatively cute and accepted as innocent nonetheless as the eyes are fine panels or projection screens to watch it happen

    A flower covered in scamp brought out by tot behavior and hilarity.
    | Posted on 2011-03-17 00:00:00 | by Rex Gold | [ Reply to This ]
      ROFLMAO! Delightful! (for everyone but the tulip LOL!)

    The funniest thing I ever saw a kid do was in a Sears; these parents were not paying attention and this little boy walked over to the fixtures and flipped up a toilet lid, unzipped, and began splatter-whizzing the floor model toilet. They realized it as he was finishing, and everyone came running over screaming while the urine ran out on the floor from underneath... I thought it was grand. His potty-training was not appreciated by anyone but me that day, obviously.
    | Posted on 2011-03-17 00:00:00 | by Runes | [ Reply to This ]
      it's good poem.

    good rhythm.

    good contrast.



    good movie.

    good sonics.

    good progess.

    slots home at the sound of that cup.

    (actually after the freedom of the first, and the punctuated transition of the second, the Trochee sequence of:

    RU by TU lips FLAW less CUP

    is just the stuff, is excellent.

    or if my scansion is crap, certainly you have some [censored] going on there.

    mid makes golden on the title.

    db
    | Posted on 2011-03-16 00:00:00 | by Daniel Barlow | [ Reply to This ]
      Methinks Calino enjoyed the act though the tulip did not.

    i dont want to go too deep into this becuse little Calino is an innocent child.

    But yeah, Rascals do enjoy such contamination of purity... no offence intended for the little boy. he doesnt know a thing...
    | Posted on 2011-03-16 00:00:00 | by ShiveringFire | [ Reply to This ]
      this reminds me of something disturbing the peace of nature...like we as humans do...we pee in the wrong places...and stagnate the beauty in one way or another...often unwittingly.

    so few words here..but something underlying i feel ....

    more than meets the eye...

    poor tulip!
    the tulip might have minded, but i'm not sure...i think of how children are with dogs often pulling on their ears or tail..abusing them..not knowing any better...but the dogs just take it in stride..however an adult does that and there are repercussions..

    perhaps nature also turns the other cheek when it is children...but when adults do it..and know better..it is different.

    i think of that commercial about people throwing trash on the highway, and the indian is crying as he watches.

    so much in this little flowered snapshot.
    | Posted on 2011-03-16 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]


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