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11/22/08
Trillin rakes decaying leaves
Michiko just farts
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An exception can also be made for numbers and abbreviations, although some consider this old fashioned, illogical and unnecessary.
* "I bought many CD's in the 1990's." Correct.
* "I bought many CDs in the 1990s." Also correct and more modern.
11/21/08
Face of scowl
Write your own novel
But please, stop the grovel
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Jonathan Franzen's a dick, yo
His idiot memoir is sick, yo
But I don't mean sick like wicked good dick, yo
I mean a dick like one you can't lick, yo
'Cause it's covered in Peanuts and shit, yo
But he don't care, he says he ain't buggin'
And I'm just a broke MC not worth muggin'
But all I hear is the cock he's been chuggin'
The one that he's been so busy pluggin'
Into his own ass when he tires of tuggin'
Too bad it's worn down now, no more than a nubbin.
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11/21/08
I'm a black wordsmith like Chris Abini
I'm gonna put the "Cock" back in Kakitani
Speaking of which, I'm gonna put this bone
Eight inches deep in your discomfort zone
11/21/08
Over many a quaint and curious volume of quite bland fame whore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly I read some crapping,
As of someone loudly crapping, crapping for attention more.
"'Tis some critic," I muttered, "crapping for attention more-
Only this, oh what a bore."
11/21/08
This rhyme pleases ME.
11/21/08
Most of them read quite like dry whole wheat toast
That long for the savory tendrils of butter
Excuse me while I head back to the gutter
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Michiko should realize her verse does not scan.
Her lines stagger forward, her meter has stumbled,
A good poem must sing -- hers stammers and mumbles.
A cold-hearted critic who treats writers like shit
Loses all of her power when she attempts to show wit...
11/21/08
Smithhimself has no problem using slant rhymes
Not slavish but bravish--heed, Gargoyle of Times
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dime, grime, lime, mime, prime, time
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People being jealous,
a bit overzealous?
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(...Once more we play our dangerous game.)
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W.M.D.'s that didn't exist led to a desert fiasco,
While greed and a hurricane created domestic disasters.
THAT IN NO WAY RHYMES.
It would be an F-, but it's a D+ for neatness. I expected better.
11/21/08
It's also not that hard to fix:
Weapons with mass and destruction: not there, a fiasco
Add in storms, greed and sloth, like domestic Tabasco