Wednesday, August 02, 2006

International Violence Some Sort Of Unresolved Freudian Thing

Shopping slash to do or is it ta da?

Marshal for war

Troops of horsemen

Columned soldiers

Fleets of ships

The foulest splendor the harsh earth can belch up

Rewrite Sappho the clown


In Death evil clowns are left to lie
And no one will remember them

At all

In all the days yet to come
They have had no share of wine or roses
From this world their ghosts expelled
Roam amoung the broken and strengthless dead
In Hell they will be ignored


  • Evil Clown


  • If you can't think of anything funny to say - show you're nuts.

    - Litotes The Clown

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    1Comments:

    Blogger West said...

    every action and pursuit, is thought to aim at some good; for that reason the good has rightly been declared to be that at which all things aim

    Wednesday, August 16, 2006 12:25:00 PM  

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