Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Beating Father Death Comments

Rating: 3.1

There once was a fellow named Bart
he declared Father Death to be art
when the knock finally came
and death called out his name
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Herbert Nehrlich
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Deepak Amembal 25 February 2005

wow....that sure was a great one...read a real beautifully hilarious one after such a long time....thank you herbert! ! ! ! ! :)))))))

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Sandra Osborne 25 February 2005

Well, it's been done now, a poem about death and farts. My word, well I just never, I mean... {{{put}}}... well, excuse me, scared me to death. Ha Ha.... Great poem herbert.10+

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Allan James Saywell 23 February 2005

I had a laugh about this poem, because when i write about death people seem to think i'm leaving the planet, so i must have a certain gift for writing about death, or it could be the raw emotion i put into my poems about death, if i say i love death would you be offended but i allso like a good laugh even about death when i finally have to leave the planet, i intend to put up a great fight with the grim reaper Warm regards AJS

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Lare Austin 23 February 2005

You know, Herbert...stuffing it right back in father death's face can, indeed, be somewhat of a gas...don't you think...ha...this is a great one...LOVE it... Lare

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