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My 2557 Quatrains Ranked by Your Votes (the results)

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#1981    Trust me.
The jewels are the thieves.
I'd like to wear one "scone". Hands up.
More wine before it breathes.
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#1982    Within the nature of these fingers.
Please wrap them more and more.
What-are my best intentions.
Why won't your music score.
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#1983    He needs to be asleep.
He's selling it. Just wait.
Like two-bit rusted Cadillacs.
The buns we'll have to plate.
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#1984    Are we doing this together.
Who's down for this escape.
Indian soup or fantasies.
There's other ways to cake.
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#1985    Guyana.
Diamonds a la Lac Leamy.
Round trees.
There's not much else to say.
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#1986    Within the smoky air.
Where coughs do not compare.
The natural habitat of raisins.
That travelers repair.
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#1987    Quite a substance isn't it.
Do you "have one" carrot more.
In what country.
"Interviews" do they let pour.
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#1988    I've seen that ship "divinity".
Why-did it not come here.
With-glaciers old as morning.
Just cream with extra stare.
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#1989    To-starboard west at ten knots.
Who's afraid can cry.
Heaven or no-daffodils.
Plain doughnuts have caught my spy.
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#1990    I painted a new painting for your hallway.
Which would need to be placed near another.
A warm and quiet home shaped like a girlfriend.
Recolored with crayons by my grandmother.
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#1991    And know each day in a never way.
What groceries take away.
To awake and store, a lust so sure.
What makes it to a corner core.
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#1992    Even animals can play that game.
It only takes a team.
Did you ever wear a summer night.
And call a friend by dream.
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#1993    Selling, non-violence. Chalk doesn't lend itself.
Hey, this "place" is made of cake.
An entire month they wouldn't do it. Get them out of here.
She dropped "Sweetwater Lake".
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#1994    Seven years. And all that in a tube.
Very valuable. It tests so negative.
Come in and wash your hands.
Maybe you're supposed to like such mood.
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#1995    Have you got a name?
Like the faults of every chemical.
Because they might slide away sometimes.
You brought me all your art for medical.
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#1996    Signs before forces. Just like a duck.
Collides with every step.
I love thin documents. And dark hills.
They have refunds for ties unkempt.
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#1997    I never bought her lovely curse.
In love with retro wrong.
To make my boyhood function right.
Collapse everything I think with fond.
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#1998    Are you making fun? Hearing what I hear?
Why are you being kind to me? Is this Marshmallow year?
Hey, weeping willow tree. Always my favorite "hiding" state.
Health, fire, and safety. I have to be that date.
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#1999    This year has been "here" for a "long stench".
How do you climb a stream?
I can look around a bit "if you like".
This floor above? There seems to be a window dream.
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#2000    An old hat. Ask you're buddy, if the wind is back.
Yes, ninety percent. Roger, she's here.
Your lines of trusting, in each drawing.
While faking it, "candidly" fold its flap.
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#2001    If I trust the Tv guide. You are from the south.
And dogs eat dogs in space.
Come on over here Great Physics.
Fast in my room. I broke the "ladder" race.
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#2002    Send me a stretchable bottle.
It might do some dummy-damage.
What changes the "available" year?
What no research. I'm out of here.
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#2003    For the next Texico season.
A mother is hard to find.
Forms will "form" the great Olympics.
Oh my god tear tier.
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#2004    Concentration, I'm your father.
Such food fills up in here.
You are "roped" as once-was I.
Have faith. Inner-slopes are wise.
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#2005    Lock these keys out.
They are training me on how to march.
Bereft of haven.
Even light's too dark.
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#2006    Behind the even days. Therein hides the ghost.
Desperate, and needing only hope.
Torn and "stuck" thereby death.
Only "harp" strings "slight" suspect.
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#2007    The best "night" of my life.
The splendor of no roads.
I only stopped for "river" one.
All thoughts, you're on your own.
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#2008    Cruelty. I'm so all horses.
This dessert, is all my tabs.
Mimi, please read this "sign" to me.
Dear Robert. I gift "all odes" you've cast.
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#2009    It wasn't could, giving it away.
That makes the getting up in morning.
You understand who seldom care.
If sirens hear a coffee scoring.
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#2010    Want no trouble, plastic bubble.
Is that to like as fist as see.
What a great man, stands I am.
That revolts the quest of me.
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