Saturday, August 8, 2009

iPoem battle begins

We have a clean place

We have placed all odds and ends
and painted
We are here

Our mother
is at sea (something)

Believe...
religious ruby

We gave her
hands from here to her

Her timing came
took her husband
checked itself
called her honey

Evidence we
have out-attended
out-figured

We have more in common than we believe

reincarnation
then HOUSE issues

He bites her
then his fangs disappear and his lips

Baby
husband
called a temperate

Clients are good
themselves
spots or not

Her birth
a birth
(to them)

At issue
clients
female

Pattern not found
skipping

We believed that place over-spots
what we believe
or don't

She placed a screen (to screen herself) from them
then we sent to her
the hype manager the baby

If the delta (something) was the sea (something)

Then we are allowed to place our hands on her belly
We try to see how

At the end of the day
we believe three issues define what we do
for our clients here

Each shows that we were there
and that we killed her
then I killed her then I killed her


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