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OUT ON A LIMB

Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 12:40 pm
by Borat
Maybe I can get some feed on this in here. it's poetry but... I'm looking for honest feed. help if you can...


Between my house and the end of the street
Is a journey, four front yards, three fences
And two bus stops away lived Kenneth.
Now Kenneth, he always used to say
“I once watched my mother die on this lawn.â€

Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 12:44 pm
by Cee4
poetry is not really my thing but i thought this was pretty good. cant really give u much advice but you definitly had good imagery goin on here