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    Nice one! I didn't get the "straight as new bamboo" until until reading the "greasy paper" bit, then it dawned on me... You are writing about something I call french fries, while I was writing about crispy wafer thin potato chips, of the Frito-Lay variety. But I think you are on to something, there must be something inherently funny about anything potato related.

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    I tried another, but it doesn't fit into the 'romantic' box so I posted it in structured verse, it has got a bit of structure.

    My first wife came from Japan, she said European's legs were straight as new bamboo, there was near starvation in post war Japan and a lot of rickets.
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    we are ten-thousand hearts
    rumbling in the echoes
    as lights that flit and dart
    revel in the throes

    of undulating eminence
    the holy clarion
    the raucous, rampant penitence
    of rails we ride upon

    we are rhythm
    like a train station
    each quiv'ring hymn
    uttered in placation

    to gods of steel and steam
    new and fierce and wrought
    with hands and mortal dream
    with lives and mortal thought

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    The Chalkboard


    The lights are on; my teacher stands,
    The coffee cup in her left hand.
    A sip is taken. The day begins.
    The chalkboard, now a mural of words,
    Is witness to bobbing brows and chins,
    And crowds of questions, unspoken, unheard.
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    new romanticism:

    Computer

    White Light flickers from the screen.
    Pulsing, waving words: Serene.
    Tell me at once that you are still here.
    Lest I forget and succumb to fear.

    A memory chip will not enhance,
    The victim of such circumstance.
    Call to me, oh God...My Debt!
    I'm at the end of the internet.

    Etheric brains, Unite at once!
    Release the ego, the liar, the dunce.
    Plug me into the universe.
    Electro-magnetic waves hum a verse.

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    The contributions to this thread are not frequent, but I do like them very much sometimes, thank you for improving my day Caliope.
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    Thank you Olly, for the enlightening threads.

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    The Truth about A Book

    It's heavy and it's ready
    For those long standing words
    It mimicks every steady
    That takes a heavy mord

    If taken with its truth
    The meanings will knot ways
    To even slunt it forth
    Please do take it with flaws

    It never means its role
    It's there to wonder for
    The reasons may forlorn
    The feeling will soon shore

    To keep it simply flaired
    Do give it something glaired
    To tease it flaunted plays
    A book might slightly sway
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    I liked the first two lines, Nacian. But what are "mord," "slunt," and "glaired" (if not nonce words)?
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    Thank you Trides.
    Mord is a slight bite (does not hurt)
    Slunt is sharp but not dangerous
    Glaired something that is obvious.

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