22 Nov 2004 23:50
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Nick. You never fail to amuse me with your poetry. At least this one wasn't about mother.
23 Nov 2004, 00:24
Terrible, terrible terrible, actually made me want to read Sam's blog instead
23 Nov 2004, 13:02
Hmm…a vehement portrayal of ardent pessimism in a purely unostentatious form – I like it. Although I have to question Nicholas – why a fly? Is it symbolic of feelings of inferiority, a complex that the world is too large to conquer, disillusionment with life, or does it simply beat, I am a shed, now I am dead?
24 Nov 2004, 13:27
How come you never offer insightful analyses of my poems Kim?
24 Nov 2004, 13:41
And shut up Dan. You suck.
Darling Sammykins…I would comment on your resplendent and eloquent style of poetry but I have to scroll down about 100 billion people to get to the comments box, so I worry that you'll miss my insightful correspondance.
PLUS Everyone knows Nick is totally taking the piss!
24 Nov 2004, 22:39
Unless Nick, you WERE a fly and in a past life you really did die – Sorry! I retract my inappropriate judgement on the seriousness of your blogging. :-)
24 Nov 2004, 22:41
i like the fly poem it woz kool and i no some1 called kim too
16 Sep 2005, 09:45