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Weirdo
(17 June 1867 – 2 September 1922 / Grenfell, New South Wales)

Weirdo

‘m a weirdo
And pseudo
As if ‘m living my primo
Waiting for my secendo
Wasting life….
Listening to the stereo
Eminem, Cold play and Dido
Watching video
Listening radio
Reading bio
When got time to spear
I stare
What! I am Weirdo?
Well… I don’t think so!

June,10 2005

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I love the colorful wordage used in this piece. The chilly purple air and gulf of clear, unfathomed blue. I had never heard of this poet until today, and already I love her and her work.