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Donít ask me to eat my words!
Thoughts come in stampedes and herds.
Like you I canít stomach it,
Close my mouth, it fills with spit.
Nothingís changed since I was a pup,
All things taste worse on their way up.

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The following comments are for "Regurgitating Words"

was it wrong to laugh at this? There was something about it that had me perversely amused. direct, intense and angry piece this.

( Posted by: AuldMiseryGuts [Member] On: September 16, 2006 )

It's never wrong to laugh.

( Posted by: BAAL [Member] On: September 16, 2006 )

I laughed, too. And you're right on both counts -- any kind of regurgitation tastes like shit, and it's never wrong to laugh.

( Posted by: Viper9 [Member] On: September 16, 2006 )

A friend once said...
" the way, you can take the wrapper off your words now, it's time to eat them."

How right you are - things always taste worse on the way back up.

I'll admit, I was surprised at the (lack of) length in this - unexpectedly short from you. Packs a nice jab, though, and did not fail to amuse.

( Posted by: chinadoll [Member] On: September 18, 2006 )

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