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Poetry News Post #3805

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Written by: Tamina Ashaela, Vexatious Vixen
Date: Sunday, August 7th, 2011
Addressed to: Everyone


Paint pictures with vivid word strokes.
Ride a magic carpet through linguistics with a thesaurus valise.
Outmoded peddlers of language line shelves infinitely.
Populous books accrue countless miles.
Evoke memories and ply the senses with dashes of picante expletives.
Repetitive rhythm of verbs makes sentences dance.
Tipsy tidings float through the air assaulting eardrums.
Yodeled yarns transcend cultures and time.

Occasional adjective sprinkles; not for every dish but some like it hot.
Free exchange of verbiage lends taste to tongues.

Confound with nouns that tell who, what, and where.
Idiom rests in vocabulary's palms.
Journey through the sculpted masterpieces of multi-syllabic
magnificence.


Penned by my hand on the 4th of Sarapin, in the year 574 AF.


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Poetry News Post #3805

Claimed

Written by: Tamina Ashaela, Vexatious Vixen
Date: Sunday, August 7th, 2011
Addressed to: Everyone


Paint pictures with vivid word strokes.
Ride a magic carpet through linguistics with a thesaurus valise.
Outmoded peddlers of language line shelves infinitely.
Populous books accrue countless miles.
Evoke memories and ply the senses with dashes of picante expletives.
Repetitive rhythm of verbs makes sentences dance.
Tipsy tidings float through the air assaulting eardrums.
Yodeled yarns transcend cultures and time.

Occasional adjective sprinkles; not for every dish but some like it hot.
Free exchange of verbiage lends taste to tongues.

Confound with nouns that tell who, what, and where.
Idiom rests in vocabulary's palms.
Journey through the sculpted masterpieces of multi-syllabic
magnificence.


Penned by my hand on the 4th of Sarapin, in the year 574 AF.


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