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Unread 08-15-2001, 06:21 AM
Michael Juster Michael Juster is offline
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I'd like to see rhymed poems of less than 10 lines where the punchline has something to do with a mistaken identity.
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Unread 08-15-2001, 06:29 AM
Solan Solan is offline
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That should be doable. I met an old friend at the university a few years ago, and we talked for 15 minutes before we discovered that we did not know each other - that he was not an old friend, and neither was I.

I'll try not to let the Tipsy Muse contest influence it. "Holy Gardyloo! Is it you?"


Svein Olav

.. another life
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Unread 09-04-2001, 04:03 PM
lytiamb lytiamb is offline
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A customer approached a Staples staffer,
With golden locks descending narrow shoulders.
"Excuse me, miss. I'm looking for some folders."
"She" turned around, an irritated glare,
In baritone informed him, "Over there,"
And turned again, ignoring stifled laughter.

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Unread 09-09-2001, 02:17 AM
Sharon Sharon is offline
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Location: Tomball, Texas, U.S.A.
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It wasn't you that I saw in the park
the other evening, walking with that chick-
the moon was low and it was nearly dark.
The shadows played a cruel, heart-stopping trick.
He was your height, his shoulders your same size
and when he laughed, I thought my heart would burst,
but I knew not to trust my faulty eyes;
I found a pay phone, fumbled with my purse
and got you on the fist ring. Saved your bacon!
I hope that always, dear, I am mistaken.

[This message has been edited by Sharon (edited September 09, 2001).]
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Unread 09-09-2001, 07:20 PM
Marti Opdenbrow Marti Opdenbrow is offline
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Location: N. Charleston, SC, USA
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Lying on the pre-op table,
nurse ascertains his vitals stable.
Through the double doors he's wheeled,
to have the cancer sliced and peeled.
The man awakes, one limb bereft-
The leg was right, the cut was left.

I know, it's horribly morbid, but I'm a nurse, what can I say?

[This message has been edited by Marti Opdenbrow (edited September 09, 2001).]
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Unread 09-09-2001, 09:47 PM
Carol Taylor Carol Taylor is offline
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Location: Houston, TX, USA
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Help Wanted, Secretarial

Under Help Wanted, classifieds,
The ad described me to a tee;
it said send confidential reply
in care of The Times, Box 103.
Longing to kiss my job goodbye,
I stamped and mailed my resume,
then called in sick on appointment day
and told my boss I had the flu.
He seemed almost as surprised as I
to meet face to face at the interview.

Carol Taylor

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