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Monday, April 17, 2006

Teach a man to fib

I have just won first prize in a poetry competition! The form of the poem was the "fib". (Full disclosure: the contest was announced to only four people as an email lark, there were only six entries, I submitted three of the entries and the person judging submitted two of the other three entries and is too much of a gentleman to select his own poem. So, essentially, I beat CLD. In your FACE, CLD!!!!)

Teach
A
Man to
Fib and you'll
Not even feed him
For a day, Mr. President.


posted at 4:00 PM

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

A

lack

of good

manners, no?

M. should learn to win

more gracefully - he'd catch more fish.

April 17, 2006 4:54 PM  

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