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GameScape [dream on]
by Laura Doomlaura had a little mare
its face as white as coke
and every time that laura sneezed
the mare was sure to choke
it chased her through emergency
where laura had withdrawn
the balance of her mind to free
her grey space unicorn
in theatre, the surgeon cut
a scene to keep their play
from culminating in a rut
of eunuch horn dismay
"Why does the mare haunt laura so?"
the psychosophists mused
"Oh man, it's just a dream, you know"
apologists enthused 08/24/2010 Posted on 08/24/2010
Copyright © 2024 Laura Doom
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Jim Benz on 08/24/10 at 06:34 PM ah, the psychosophists. I like this poem for that word alone ... |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 08/25/10 at 12:12 AM Cute, very cute and I know those who know those who know!!! |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 08/25/10 at 01:41 AM Loved this romp, but especially S3's clever word play. :) |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 08/25/10 at 02:54 PM ...laura, been busy looking-up psychosophists...heavy write, dear One, with a smirk of cuteness mixed with real. too cool. |
| Posted by Anita Mac on 08/25/10 at 03:59 PM Awesome... Particularly having just woken up, I think my mind may be more apt to follow your lead. (Let's hope not though.) I do love everything about it though. Clever, clever. |
| Posted by V. Blake on 08/25/10 at 05:17 PM Unbelievably clever rhymes, and a just a lot of fun to read. Great stuff Laura--thanks for this one. |
| Posted by Jolie Jordan on 08/26/10 at 06:05 AM I really dig this. |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 08/28/10 at 03:19 PM Laura, I am quite smitten with how you dearrange words to place them all into a fine-fitting kilter. |
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