Sunday, January 22, 2006

Sonnet 1.0 'Nut' Comments

Rating: 4.5

This is my battle, my work, my quarrel.
I have a vicious fight ahead,
Death to that squirrel.
I want him, this beast, dead.
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David S Taylor
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Go Joanna 09 June 2009

It's sound not you at all... different then others poems... be careful if too emotional you can get heart attack sir

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Fay Slimm 30 October 2008

Hmmm this is a riddle I would suggest, David, for how can a squirrel be 18 years old - therefore you, the writer, must be the tree! An interesting verse indeed. Best wishes from Fay.

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Dee Daffodil 10 April 2007

Yikes...remind me never to tick you off! ! LOL Hugs, dee

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Lea Simpson 22 January 2006

Chuckle. The end line is particularly great.

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Mary Nagy 22 January 2006

This cracked me up David! We have squirrels all over our yard and boy did I have the image of you fighting a squirrel. Very amusing poem. (But, if you're talking about an actual squirrel.....I hope you don't get him!) Sincerely, Mary

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