Ginger

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I submit poems to poetry.com and Creative Communications all the time, and get published in the latter so often it's not even funny, so I recently got an email from another place called Noble House. Apparently they like the stuff I've submitted in America and they wanted me to write something to be published in London and Paris.

Oh, by the way, it usually takes me about 10-20 minutes max to write a poem. And they still get published in contests.

So when I get letters like that I write the poems right away. But I didn't know what to write, so I went to a random word generator, noted all the words I liked, and wrote a poem with them.

Maybe it's insightful, maybe it isn't. It doesn't quite matter to me.

Submitted: September 22, 2008

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Submitted: September 22, 2008

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Under ventilated.

Somewhat insipid.

We'd have to imprecate some sentience

to ginger up this punch.

Not to mention the galumphing going on.

Teeming masses misspeak something or other.

The sunlight agglomerates

into the misshapen parabola.

Severing the jugular veins, however,

is probably slightly fatal.

The descending function

doesn't need any more irony.

But eighteen hams cannot feed the desperate.

Now an abridged gavotte

appears to have enamored the feckless.

What an accomplishment.


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