why can't I just have my shadow with me
a Sancho Panza that will hold my lance?
my soul seems like a spy
and is always nervous about potential judgements
concerning my behavior
there is relentless bickering between the two of us
and I am presently seeking a replacement
perhaps at the New York Yankee games
where they listen to Kate Smith, wear pinstripes and face the flag
or turn to hawg jaw and collored greens,
black eye peas and James Brown
I must avoid the Canadian Celine Dione, whatever I do.
Author notes
The term "soul" has many meanings
A contest entry
- "and now for something completely different..." by thejollytinker.
1000 points, ended December 3, 2008, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Let me feel your soul! Quickie!!!!!!!!!! by Tabi no Tochuu.
421 points, ended July 3, 2009, 15 entries
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Comments
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Fun!
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You support on this confirms that I was right to take a chance. Thanks. Now I will have to go on and take more chances.
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i love this poem! (: very very, good. great rhythm, i loved it all! (: it shows that you have talent. never stop writing!
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Very interesting piece!
The last line made me giggle =)
Keep it up!!!
<3 - Jess
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Very creative! This is inresting indeed.
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Bill, please tell me I won't have to listen to to another damned Canadian... Thanks, man!
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