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		<title>more dead things</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Feb 2008 04:08:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>emma</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today&#8217;s Words: vein carrion gorgonzola spark passable catamount otter I would never eat carrion with cheese. Gorgonzola? Blue? No, please! If I were to partake My stomach might break. (I admit I can be hard to please.) A passable exception is otter, Which might be alright with some cheddar; But give me a catamount, And [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><p>Today&#8217;s Words:<br />
vein<br />
carrion<br />
gorgonzola<br />
spark<br />
passable<br />
catamount<br />
otter</p></blockquote>
<p>I would never eat carrion with cheese.<br />
Gorgonzola? Blue? No, please!<br />
If I were to partake<br />
My stomach might break.<br />
(I admit I can be hard to please.)</p>
<p>A passable exception is otter,<br />
Which might be alright with some cheddar;<br />
But give me a catamount,<br />
And your Visa account,<br />
And I&#8217;ll make you a meal so much better.</p>
<p>The last thing to discuss are the veins,<br />
Which must be removed with the brains.<br />
My mom would always state:<br />
&#8220;If you don&#8217;t eviscerate,&#8221;<br />
You will ruin the most succulent remains.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>Candy</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2008 12:57:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>emily</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There once was a girl who loved candy She told all she met it was dandy But the girl from next door Loved yoga on floors And found solace in eating things sandy. The candy-loving girl was in shock How could anyone want to lick rocks? They&#8217;re salty and rough No sweetness, no fluff! She&#8217;d [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There once was a girl who loved candy<br />
She told all she met it was dandy<br />
But the girl from next door<br />
Loved yoga on floors<br />
And found solace in eating things sandy.</p>
<p>The candy-loving girl was in shock<br />
How could anyone want to lick rocks?<br />
They&#8217;re salty and rough<br />
No sweetness, no fluff!<br />
She&#8217;d sooner dine on old socks.</p>
<p>So she coated a lobster in honey<br />
And rolled sugar around an old bunny<br />
The neighbor ate well<br />
She danced and felt swell !<br />
And bought candy with all of her money.</p>
<p><em>Dawn sent me this <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sicalufakiss/2195610578/in/photostream/" target="_new">Cotton Candy</a> pic last night</em></p>
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		<title>ore soup</title>
		<link>http://www.wordlush.com/2008/ore-soup/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2008 05:02:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>emma</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today&#8217;s Words: ore strata lazarette ex-husband windless limerick soup If I were a rock, I could eat ore soup for breakfast. I would comment on my strata and show off my bulging metamorphic &#8230; oh drat, I don&#8217;t know enough geological lingo to finish that sentence with proper metaphorical jargon. I&#8217;ll try a limerick. There [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><p><strong>Today&#8217;s Words:<br />
</strong>ore<br />
strata<br />
lazarette<br />
ex-husband<br />
windless<br />
limerick<br />
soup</p></blockquote>
<p>If I were a rock, I could eat ore soup for breakfast. I would comment on my strata and show off my bulging metamorphic &#8230; oh drat, I don&#8217;t know enough geological lingo to finish that sentence with proper metaphorical jargon.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ll try a limerick.</p>
<blockquote><p>There once was a girl from New York,<br />
Who everyone thought was a dork.<br />
She hated jelly beans,<br />
But loved turnip greens,<br />
And lived in a house made of pork.</p>
<p>She fell in love with a man from out West,<br />
But he slowly became quite depressed.<br />
He couldn&#8217;t be happy;<br />
He always felt crappy;<br />
He had no more zing, no more zest.</p>
<p>He began to resemble a mouse,<br />
So his life she finally did douse.<br />
She was glad to be free;<br />
She made some mint tea,<br />
And got back to work on her house.</p></blockquote>
<p>Ok then.</p>
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