A strange reply to this poem by Maya Cassis
"In the static I hear voices
Painting pictures in my mind
And I wonder about aliens
And those who hurt us to be kind.
Making sense of tangled noises
Beating pattterns from the chaos
I wish to hide being an alias
Free to have and eat the cake."
[and a warning to never try and find something to rhyme with alien or chaos ever again :p Had I the time, a third verse might have gone into the fact that if you have your cake, why can'tr you eat it too and the like :)]
And to think that you just came up with that at the drop of a hat.Thank you for that.Really amusing.
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