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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



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  1. MichaelJune 26, 2012 at 12:29 PM

    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. PearlJune 26, 2012 at 1:35 PM

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

    Pearl

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  3. Brian MillerJune 26, 2012 at 1:54 PM

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

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  4. MarianJune 26, 2012 at 3:24 PM

    I. LOVE. THIS. yeah!

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  5. TashtooJune 26, 2012 at 5:16 PM

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

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  6. Buddah MoskowitzJune 26, 2012 at 5:33 PM

    Great, just great.

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  7. HelenJune 26, 2012 at 7:06 PM

    Great write, Rene!!

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  8. Roy SchulzeJune 26, 2012 at 10:12 PM

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

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  9. AnonymousJune 27, 2012 at 3:00 AM

    I love how blunt this is! Great work :)

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  10. Tess KincaidJune 27, 2012 at 1:26 PM

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

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  11. AnonymousJune 28, 2012 at 5:01 PM

    To the point love it

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  12. The Blog of BeeJune 28, 2012 at 9:49 PM

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

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  13. Vodka MomJune 28, 2012 at 10:02 PM

    dutifully stuffed into a friggin' Victorian costume.




    for sure.

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  14. AnonymousJuly 2, 2012 at 6:03 AM

    Good stuff!

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  15. Vodka MomJuly 5, 2012 at 9:41 PM

    are you on vacation or WHAT?

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  16. Fragrant LiarJuly 11, 2012 at 8:01 PM

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

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