Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Valenshmine's

What does one do on this unholy of holies?
Valenshmine's bloody day, my perennial excuse to mourn the fact that I am not yet one of the insipid hoppity hop- shlops who live for candy hearts and woo-some woes. Have missed yet another day of pink flowers and prettiness, have missed the chance to mock, which is a massive miss indeedio. Am angrier at bloody maulvi's for choosing today to get all their bloody turbans in a bind, wherefore I have even "missed" out on the grandoise opportunity to shop myself silly and alleviate all morose morosity.

'Tis a sad sad sad tale,
told by an ass.

1 comment:

  1. well, yes. All of intons are zany, but all in mercifully different ways.

    Ghordopic, ghordopic - something close to whatever passes for my heart - poetry

    doggerel worse - i know the original term is derogatory, but sometimes u just need more

    PYThryme - i know you look great in a miniskirt, and you're just bursting with adolescent *passion*, but spare me your doggerel worse

    phord - that one word in that one line that is ALWAYS so difficult to get

    gliboem - the one you dash off too quickly and later regret as a wasted idea

    pooret - the financial condition of most poets me guessing

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