Tuesday, November 22, 2005

my dear em el one six four eight

To: ml1648@atown.net

my dear em el one six four eight
i know you don't appreciate
my scathing-er attempts at satire
(my writing now goes over like a flat tire
on a refurbed, shiny delta eighty-eight)
but dearest em el one six four eight
who but me would know how really great
your loving heart is, how sweetly delicate
your sensibilities? -- alas i am too late
to reach you, you've fled from me in haste
the mike you once could tolerate
is now the mike you love to hate







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