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I have a Self.
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It's a silly little thing.
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Slippery, a bit shimmery and
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ever so often,
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it sl i ps
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of
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out
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my grip.
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This little Self likes a laugh,
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it silently hoots and hollers, belly heaving
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like waves.
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Sometimes I can hear it at night,
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slip away through a crack in the door.
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I don't know where it goes.
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I don't know what it does.
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13 Jul 07 |
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i like it ; it's funny. the end is a little bit frustrating.
you could have expanded the main topic at line 11... couldn't you ? that 's where i was expecting to take off ( or go high... )
— greenmantle
The first part of this has great possibilities but it fades badly. Re work the ending.
Larry
— larrylark
Beginning is fine. Middle is stupid. Ending is weak.
— pelican
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