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Grasping Grendal

Here is your arm back
Pathetic Danish peasant
Now bleed in my mouth.

Mother naps alot.
Some feel that she has earned it
Yet I only dream.

Send your best hero
With a box of toothpicks soon
Before it's too late.

I kill for Mother
Until the day she loves me
As much as her sleep.

Author notes

What can I say? I have six fingers a piece.
Written January 28th, 2004

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  • freewill
    May 19, 2004
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    good luck in the contest


  • January 30, 2004
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    Toothpicks. Cool.


  • Nyx Iscariot
    January 29, 2004
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    i was going to say something, about the last stanza, but i dont want to get yelled at. so i wont.

    People always think Beowulf is so hard to understand, but really, you can tell the whole story in about 30 seconds.

    N...


  • Naughtygrlred
    January 29, 2004
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    great haiku nice series you got there

    spank you later

    naughty


  • cvillelisa
    January 28, 2004
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    Hmm. Out of my realm. Didn't read it but my sister in law lives in Denmark. But ya know what? It makes me happy to see you two so happy.


  • horus8 gold member
    January 28, 2004
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    You still crack me, you're a friend, and when my bus arrives we'll wrestle and drink and grass stain. we'll make the girls sing, we'll bachus out.


  • B2oH
    January 28, 2004
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    Excellent.

    Yah. Okay. I miss Beowoulf because he's my favorite wrestler, but Grendal is okay if Stone Cold Jackson isn't available.

    Yah. That's all I can wring from this because its too flipping brilliant and literary. You've done a bang-up job AND in haiku as well, so I'm just gonna fold my tent and steal on out of this dark dank cavern and go drink some mead and make merry with the maids.

    Sheesh. Completely and utterly excellent.

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