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A sad poem you got there...You have me super curious about Christopher.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on September 30, 2012 at 9:30 AM
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About Christopher...
That Christopher finally lost it
In the cold awfulness
Of those horrid places,
As he scrambled his breakfast
Across his plate,
(THIS WAS WHAT I WAS REFERRING to)...............................................
posted by
PoeticPoetry
on September 30, 2012 at 5:44 AM
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He didn't, his brother Greg did.
posted by
UtahJay
on September 29, 2012 at 10:30 PM
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Christopher, a clever character I admire...
loved that he 'scrambled his breakfast across his plate'...
posted by
PoeticPoetry
on September 29, 2012 at 9:22 PM
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posted by
Annicita
on September 29, 2012 at 7:30 PM
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i would like to read more of Christopher you write so perfectly
posted by
Kabu
on September 29, 2012 at 7:06 PM
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Sadness expressed in a warm way 
posted by
Chuck_E_Ibrahim
on September 29, 2012 at 5:51 PM
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Terribly, terribly sad. But you did an excellent job of telling us about it.
posted by
adnohr
on September 29, 2012 at 12:20 PM
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