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My 2250 Quatrains Ranked by Your Votes (the results)

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#1951    Officer "Wheelie"? Will it be ready?
Will it run on steam.
No. Everything has another reason.
This-head turns to lean.
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#1952    Because the random does not skate.
I'll never speak to tree.
And because the shadow does not leap.
My lust shall never ski.
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#1953    The walls make up a rabid room.
Nothing to offer twice.
Solemn being the distant howl.
No negatives ever nice.
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#1954    My bills are skinny. My pills are few.
Would that be just enough?
To warble in the reeds of giving.
No, that's not near pre-nup.
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#1955    Learn to the highest stacks and bow.
A ladder was my curse.
To the end of section Be.
My fingers almost thirst.
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#1956    Impressively learned upon a hassle.
That was the thirty shame.
The row across the dirty moat.
No trust must ever wane.
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#1957    Kindly sir return the duck.
Let go the course of stone.
Algebra is the only heaven.
That forgot my use of throne.
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#1958    Time the mission by the cue.
An albatross in sight.
And turn the pages Beverly.
Ahoy that dearest light.
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#1959    Like the shoes I wore at one.
That listed to and fro.
And in a glance to starboard once.
What I became has show.
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#1960    Question question question three.
I'll gently stop to name.
Yes I think we have that book.
Of someone else's pain.
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#1961    Sea has no time for non friends.
As only I have time for tea.
If towards lure shadows I cast a spite.
Key has no time for me.
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#1962    The nature of earth and a universe.
Always knows why men react.
It continually unsharpens their metaphors.
But I have no allergy to that.
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#1963    Think about your next hiccup.
Focus on it inside your chest.
The next one just won't happen.
My gift for you to test.
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#1964    Creativity and mental illness.
The magnifying glass to the ants.
Let's raise a toast as wide as wellness.
To the elbows then let's chance.
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#1965    Tone's paintings are very quiet.
Like poise when you count the moon.
You almost hear each painting's decision.
Like when should you say it's noon.
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#1966    I have a favorite color.
It's called let the women decide.
It looks very good in any light.
And if done wrong uncrys.
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#1967    I'll try not to speak among unchoices.
In the grave yard of the jeers.
Where I'll stand and fill with spokens.
Flowers no one wants to hear.
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#1968    To agree and to disagree.
Without splitting their tactics.
To comprehend without knowing.
Without combining their drastics.
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#1969    A bull in water between Archie comics.
And a seriousness between the ears.
Laughs for two on a balcony grew.
When lightning disturbed the years.
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#1970    To change your mind must seem so hard.
To keep it safe from breeze.
And throw a hate away were thus.
The chain that needs no key.
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#1971    Who supports who has concerned me late.
But I've never seen an atom lie.
That's the kind of thing you learn in school.
The lesser heard the greater cry.
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#1972    The art of an artist is their real bio.
If it's simple then so was their strife.
They would pick discovers sure as pick their colors.
And mix choices sure as they would mix life.
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#1973    Everything we do with life.
Is our message from the grave.
Standing upright from eternity.
That's a pen that's brave.
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#1974    I admire your stillness.
How like an unknown lake.
But would a ripple be so bad.
Those words of friendship sake.
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#1975    Have you ever walked by an open office.
And wondered if it's alright to be sad?
There's this large building shaped like a woman.
In my dreams that is always wearing grey plaid.
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#1976    Women are like.
How gravity's there.
You forget that they hold you.
And the alternatives scare.
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#1977    A middle aged prince in a clearing.
Looking up at nothing near.
A middle aged princess in an atrium.
Holding something dear.
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#1978    I want to grow up and be unimportant.
Unimportant like the sea.
And lift no danger higher than quotient.
Divide by lift my tea.
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#1979    A poster calendar of extinct animals.
Once upon a man's work desk.
Holding a squid in the palm of his hand.
Worrying about the perplex.
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#1980    Then to find a wishful world.
And the heavens make you seek.
Turning the channel fifty times.
Whenever you search for meek.
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