[archy]

I guess my contribution at # 14 just didn't cut it.

Don't quit now, hit 'em again while they're still stunned from the first one. For example:

With suns painting the morning sky
was filled this day of summer.
Beautiful maidens on the shore breathing erotic sighs.
With golden rainbows, flourishing hopes
was full this day of summer,
And wrapped in dreamy, loving songs,
This summer day begun,
The dog ate mother's toes.

[southern bale]

Here's my contribution:

The Stormy Day

The rain falls
The wind blows
In another room
My mother sews.

Her cigarette ash glows
A bead of sweat hangs from her nose
The dog is hungry
And she knows.

She ignores his hunger woes
And suddenly the dog arose
We will never forget that stormy day
When the dog ate mother's toes.

Freemont Mcgillicuddy

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