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Wednesday, June 9, 2010
I love you, you're perfect
There is a play titled
"I Love You You're Perfect Now Change."
One of the best
titles
I've ever read.
It tells you --
theme
comedy
type of irony to anticipate
...and more.
The complete absence of punctuation in the phrase increases its effectiveness.
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understand
14 speeches
Notes for a Monday
some of my best friends are Methodists
Gentlemen's Agreement
Mr. Hunt is not here now
God I miss New York
a two-poem weekend
True Story
Just never
Fear and Loathing in 1971
you had to ask
now, a poem
threw me
the conversation of humanity
I love you, you're perfect
a large sock with horse manure in it
giggling
big ocean
"things ain't going well"
incessantly stand on your head
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