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Something Inane

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Marswipp:
In a world
where nothing survives,
my left eye
floats. Mindlessly sneezing,
and exploding three
words at a
time. My right
eye, listens blindly
seeing only what
it can hear.

Marswipp:
Odd to be posting
something like this with
only five per line
syllables given.
'tis hard to do. Aye?
A bit of work to
be done, is it not?

Falonthas:
very wierd you are

cbnicholson:
Babies heads they have no hair,

old men's heads are just as bare.

From the cradle to the grave,

lies a haircut and a shave.  *bows and leaves quickly*

Marswipp:
It seems, that I
cannot create
inanity
when I so choose.
For when I try,
only something
strange comes forth.
which tends to hold
more sense than not.
:\

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