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to hell with you
if you don't like tiger lilies
or blinking Christmas lights
not everything has to be an opera
dutifully stuffed
into a friggin' Victorian costume

shoulda toldya that up front
instead of chewing on my lip
and breathing your thin air
I swear
you're gonna make me a saint someday
to hell with you


Rene ~ June 2012



Comments

  1. Rene, you are utter brilliance with your words.
    "breathing your thin air"
    --love that and the conclusion of this. Great write up as always.

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  2. Hahaha - vive la différence!! :)

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  3. I love how clear you are, your direction...

    Pearl

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  4. i like the contrast in the last 2 lines...oh the things we should have said...smiles...

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  5. THIS!? This is freaking fantastic...there IS something to be said for Sainthood... ;)

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  6. . . . that he liked this. Particularly "breathing your thin air." His contribution this week is The Lady from Shanghai.

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  7. I love how blunt this is! Great work :)

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  8. Tiger lilies and blinking Christmas lights made me think of Peter Pan for some reason...

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  9. To the point love it

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  10. 'Not everything has to be an opera' - the entire write so clever.

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  11. dutifully stuffed into a friggin' Victorian costume.




    for sure.

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  12. Well. That guy looked scary. I swear I like tiger lilies and blinking Christmas lights. Swear it!

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