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enter the mancave

here's where
da wars are won
where da bets are placed
and da deeds get done
ya won't find one
single inch o' chintz
this room's not fit
for even the toughest
o' prints
what ya will find
are us bravehearts
of ev'ry stripe
thinkin' sharp thoughts
and passing da pipe
this be a place
for burpin' and scratchin'
and fer speakin' freely
without mindin' da hatchlin's
we hunker on down
and we gets da world beat
and den we go an'
gets us somethin' ta eat


Rene ~ March 2011


Photo by Tess Kincaid
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  1. Terrific flow and content! Love it!

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  2. This is fabulous; a wonderful write.

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  3. Perfect for a showing of 'Enter the Dragon' :)

    (burp)

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  4. I wish I had da man cave. I have a man chair... sometimes. A man's side of the closet I suppose. Only so much you can do with 1500 square feet, six people and two dogs.

    Cheers,

    Casey

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  5. Ah the illusions on the wall to enhance a man cave...loved the tone here, a great read.

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  6. Universal to the male pack mentality, regardless of lifestyle or SES! Hilariously accurate.

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  7. Very clever take on the
    Magpie!

    Anna :o]

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  8. OK Missy! You need to 'read' this to us!

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  9. Now go's and gets me some mead and meat!

    Enjoyed this.

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  10. You know, I read the poem before I read the title. Yet I knew that Mancave had to be included in the title somehow, even before I read it! I'm a sucker for a well-chosen title, and a sucker for aptly chosen, well woven words. Nicely done!!!

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  11. Difficult not to trip over the machismo, here. Good one.

    Poetry24…where news is the Muse

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  12. Ya got dat Magpie right....love this Rene! :-)

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  13. Ah the Mancave...where every man is Braveheart...with beer and hotwings....nice..bkm

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  14. I wanna go to the mancave and burp and scratch!

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  15. Ahh, Mancaves...where men can hide from their wives for hours on end and drink beer and get greasy and like play with tools and stuff, while dreaming up new projects which cannot be started until more tools are bought. ツ

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  16. Fabulously fun piece... too bad it hits it right on for a lot of wives.... I think my brother was one of these. smiles.

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