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  1. Twisted Notes
    Blanc tiger lily floats en swimming pool

    A LATE-NIGHT CABARET, HOME but not
    Really ALONE

    “Curiouser of tears and still more serious!?” Cried Alice.
    (She so much was astonished, that for the moment,
    She completely forgot her French).
    What she saw, yes, a far cry from Normal.
    It was the white rabbit, Wobbit,
    Strolling slowly behind, rolling her Enfant Stroller
    — perfectly still,
    And impatiently looking after her stroller of puppies ~
    Wobbit, yes, was approximating, checking her pocket watch,
    As if she had lost something...

    ~Snip, snip ~

    …but alors, you, my love,
    D'Darlyn Anne,
    How delighted now I am to see you.
    I slowly turn again into our history,
    Our story, where dinner has been readied,
    Prepared all for you and me.
    Our table set, white linen, silver glistens, a floral stem,
    En hande, our toaste!** Each corner
    Our table now anchored ~ 4 large stone monuments,
    4 Guardian Gargoyles, to lime the hangar of tears
    Per time inclément.

    Yes, evening now ~
    Our street shows our enriched potential ~
    Our street lamp shines, a silver disc encircles, laces, describes
    Our enchanted hours ~ spotlights
    You & me.

    ~Snip, snip ~

    [a harsh rapping sound
    sounds]

    * Knock? Knock! *

    “Who there, who are you?” I ask.

    “The Agent of Smith,” says he.

    O know, think I.
    “My D’Arlyn Anne, dinner,” I say, “Yes, hold
    My bite ~ The Smith Agent, yes, with him,
    I will deal expeditiously!”

    …etcetera…
    _______
    Blog, or dog? Who knows. But if you see my lost pup, please ping me!
    <A
    HREF="http://journals.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo">http://journal
    s.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo</A>

  2. Adendum!
    Errato!
    A Hasty Correction ~

    Twisted Notes
    Blanc tiger lily floats en swimming pool

    A LATE-NIGHT CABARET, HOME but not
    Really ALONE

    “Curiouser of tears and still more serious!?” Cried Alice.
    (She so much was astonished, that for the moment,
    She completely forgot her French).
    What she saw, yes, a far cry from Normal.
    It was the white Jack Russell, Fobbie ~
    Cleverly en Masque Noir ~
    Strolling slowly behind, rolling her Enfant Stroller
    — perfectly still,
    And impatiently looking after her stroller of puppies ~
    Fobbie, yes, was approximating, checking her pocket watch,
    As if she had lost something...
    _______
    Blog, or dog? Who knows. But if you see my lost pup, please ping me!
    <A
    HREF="http://journals.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo">http://journal
    s.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo</A>

  3. Cacerola frita en salsa y jengibre de soja!

    Señor Surf

    Quoted message said:

    My bite ~ The Smith Agent, yes, with him,
    I will deal expeditiously!"

    .etcetera.
    _______
    Blog, or dog? Who knows. But if you see my lost pup, please ping me!
    <A
    HREF="http://journals.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo">http://journal
    s.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo</A>

  4. [Surf McBrowse]
    << Cacerola frita en salsa y jengibre de soja!

    Señor Surf

    Quoted message said:

    My bite ~ The Smith Agent, yes, with him,
    I will deal expeditiously!"

    .etcetera. >>

    Duly noted.
    _______
    Blog, or dog? Who knows. But if you see my lost pup, please ping me!
    <A
    HREF="http://journals.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo">http://journal
    s.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo</A>

  5. Are you hitting on me?

  6. [High Con]
    << Are you hitting on me? >><

    No m'mam.
    I am well-mannered grrrl,
    Yes I am.

    I repeat my refrain,
    For your behalf ~

    Too well-mannered, I am,
    For my own good, said mother.
    Bind me, avow, with golden
    Rung, however, & beastly I become ~
    A sewn seed, yes. My sharper retort,
    My growl, just a fold inside hers,
    Our shared bindery.
    Yes, I'm beholden.
    Untame me, yes, but don't trick.
    I'm not on loan.

    I'm just ~

    Abandoned child…
    Harry meets Sally.
    Enfant perdu.

    As a Great Physicccsit said ~

    “They both come into existence at the same moment
    In time at the same point in space,
    Then they immediatly
    Annihilate each other.”

    Prove it,
    You say to me,
    Miss Anne Thrope?

    “Especially in light of...~"

    No~! HHelll not~
    You Shut Up!
    I know this matrix
    I know you are Dominatrix ~
    There, you see, I do!
    I know this matrix extremely well.

    Considered well, so long ago;
    Now terribly tired,
    I'm so bored with topic ~
    So just stifft.

    People say to me ~
    “May people say of you:
    The world is a better place because you are in it.”

    Who's there to observe?
    Who the hell cares?
    [censored] you,
    Says this abandoned child.
    Off alone to the woods I go,
    Lost will I be en Mornign Wood.
    Wolves shall care for me;
    You I leave behind.
    Rot, rot.
    I care not.

    "Try ice.
    Dry,
    Or our system of arbitrations.”

    ....and who are they,
    These arbi-
    Traitors? Your team works
    For you, not me.
    That's hardly not arbitrary ~
    That's skewed, that's your favor.
    I always loose, upside down,
    Strung from a silver-chained noose.
    Me? No one sung...

    _______
    Blog, or dog? Who knows. But if you see my lost pup, please ping me!
    <A
    HREF="http://journals.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo">http://journal
    s.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo</A>

  7. Complete and unqualified tripe. But what do you care. You're not here to be
    admired. RR is simply the canvas for your art. A medium whose refractions
    and reflections are telling, kind or otherwise. A bold new age poet, you
    cast your net wide, writing on the edge. No time for spit and polish, press
    on, let the net guide your toil! Barbed wire unfolds from a tangle, tuning
    to a soft yarn. But the fairy-tile grows, the yarn becomes binding, until
    time softens what was once itchy.

    Like I said, utter twaddle.

    Surf <now go pay off your student loan>

    "Opera Maestro " <[email hidden]> wrote in message
    news:[email hidden]...

    Quoted message said:

    [High Con]
    << Are you hitting on me? >><

    No m'mam.
    I am well-mannered grrrl,
    Yes I am.

    I repeat my refrain,
    For your behalf ~

    Too well-mannered, I am,
    For my own good, said mother.
    Bind me, avow, with golden
    Rung, however, & beastly I become ~
    A sewn seed, yes. My sharper retort,
    My growl, just a fold inside hers,
    Our shared bindery.
    Yes, I'm beholden.
    Untame me, yes, but don't trick.
    I'm not on loan.

    I'm just ~

    Abandoned child.
    Harry meets Sally.
    Enfant perdu.

    As a Great Physicccsit said ~

    "They both come into existence at the same moment
    In time at the same point in space,
    Then they immediatly
    Annihilate each other."

    Prove it,
    You say to me,
    Miss Anne Thrope?

    "Especially in light of...~"

    No~! HHelll not~
    You Shut Up!
    I know this matrix
    I know you are Dominatrix ~
    There, you see, I do!
    I know this matrix extremely well.

    Considered well, so long ago;
    Now terribly tired,
    I'm so bored with topic ~
    So just stifft.

    People say to me ~
    "May people say of you:
    The world is a better place because you are in it."

    Who's there to observe?
    Who the hell cares?
    [censored] you,
    Says this abandoned child.
    Off alone to the woods I go,
    Lost will I be en Mornign Wood.
    Wolves shall care for me;
    You I leave behind.
    Rot, rot.
    I care not.

    "Try ice.
    Dry,
    Or our system of arbitrations."

    ...and who are they,
    These arbi-
    Traitors? Your team works
    For you, not me.
    That's hardly not arbitrary ~
    That's skewed, that's your favor.
    I always loose, upside down,
    Strung from a silver-chained noose.
    Me? No one sung...

    _______
    Blog, or dog? Who knows. But if you see my lost pup, please ping me!
    <A
    HREF="http://journals.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo">http://journal
    s.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo</A>

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