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Pastimes : Gutter poetry and harsh chaffing sounds -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Hubert Few who wrote (87)	10/18/1998 11:25:00 AM
From: Impristine	Respond to of 223

OOOPs, What is that GRINDING SOUND? I think I SHIFTED my Gear..... Youch, Something Popped. OOUCH! OK, So I Admit i have an Agenda, I am a Physical Therapist and I want to Get FILTHY pathetically FRIGGIN RICH off of the system. I want the H Mockery Org's to pay my Friggin Light Bill, I want them to pay my Phone Bill. They should shouldn't they? After all I put Gloves on and Heave those 'folks' out of their Urine and Bowel Movements. My Rubber Birkenstocks are shit on, i have to HOZE them off. I have to buy a new 100 dollar tie when a wigged-out psychopath grabs me and bites my tie, breaks my ribs, and pees on my leg..... I will eat my Beans and Rice and wait for the HMO cash flow to improve...Man I need some Cholesterol to clog these skinny ass arteries.... Do you think it will only be 120 days? Do you think Hometime will be peed on in 120 days?

To: Hubert Few who wrote (87)	10/18/1998 11:57:00 PM
From: Grainne	1 Recommendation Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 223

Motifs run their course When the poet's imagination Runs dry at the source Not at any particular pagination I do not want to prolong the Pope But I do want to write gutter poems And so in this I hope For rhyme not narrative tomes No matter how sharply sparkling they are And yours are like close up twinkling stars Even from you, a poem my dear Hubert Your words are like pineapple sherbet And their rhythm excites me Like a hot fudge sundae Are you nuts, am I the cherry?