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Have a look at this. I didn't think I would find it on the Internet - I believe that it is quite possibly the worst poem ever written.
There's something rather obvious I forgot to mention yesterday - meeting Kate at dinner, who has moved in to what was Mary's room. One of the first things she asked me was "What's that on your neck?" D-¦> I didn't realise that it was that visible. Anyway, let's hope she doesn't go the way of Courtney and The Other One That I Can't Remember The Name Of from last year, who "joined" our little AMH group at the start of the second semester and were then never seen again.
Have a look at this. I didn't think I would find it on the Internet - I believe that it is quite possibly the worst poem ever written.
There's something rather obvious I forgot to mention yesterday - meeting Kate at dinner, who has moved in to what was Mary's room. One of the first things she asked me was "What's that on your neck?" D-¦> I didn't realise that it was that visible. Anyway, let's hope she doesn't go the way of Courtney and The Other One That I Can't Remember The Name Of from last year, who "joined" our little AMH group at the start of the second semester and were then never seen again.
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Date: 2004-02-04 12:21 pm (UTC)Can I view thee, panting, lying
On thy stomach, without sighing;
Can I unmoved see thee dying,
On a log
Expiring frog!