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Party Fears

Party Fears

Not more than party footfall on ill-fixed board
No more sound than a gnat's seppuku
Strains necks to whiplash around
In shame's equilibrium, contumely restored
To kick the sentimental corpse black & blue

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Tony Taylor

Hey Ssimstar!!......you're so creatively enigmatic...........I'm always drawn to your stuff..........isn't seppuku like the new version if Japanese Hari-Kari.......where you disembowel yourself?..........regardless.......you're a bad-ass when it comes to puttin' words together,,............well done............T xo

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