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Poetry written to rate a lowly "1", Bad to the Bone Poetry Contest entry |
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Writing Olympic Decathlon Contest Entry: Grilling Senryu – and it is not fish Drips fall from the face Summer days baste meat with sweat Outdoor grilling lore Hot vacation days Bare flesh burns in summer sun White ash coals spark flames Sweat beads, drip, drop, plop Off my nose into skillet Fall sea salt flavor Please know that I know that this is a really bad poem, so a rating of one star is actually considered to be a compliment. ** Image ID #841973 Unavailable ** |